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up to her chamber window
look out upon the stars, my love
as i lie roofed in, screened in
she limps with halting painful pace
her face is fair and smooth and fine
a flying word from here and there
a few more windy days
stay no more
i burn no incense
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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