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little gate was reached at last
the swan existing
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
when night drifts along the streets of the city
rocked in the cradle of the deep
i can not tell you now
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
you are clear
to clothe the fiery thought

 



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