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have you heard
when i returned at sunset
with lips blood red and heart of stone
brother, i am fire
last midnight
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
a very remarkable history this is
when i was broke in london
braided and woven
better than granite
i never knew the earth had so much gold
and breaketh bread no more
i am dying

 



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