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she must go back, she said
lady, your heart has turned to dust
sun stepped down from his golden throne
the sky
he's gone
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
take my bracelets
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
lived by the river-side
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
gone before us
a look is but a ray
you are beautiful and faded
when i returned at sunset

 



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