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i saw the clouds among the hills
i think it just splendid
look out upon the stars, my love
she limps with halting painful pace
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
when night drifts along the streets of the city
were it not for that singular smell
royal feast was done
stuff of the moon
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
i am dying
your body's motion is like music
brief on a flying night

 



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