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gone before us
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
the body may confine
i have heard them in the night
be not angry with me
out of the sparkling sea
her face is fair and smooth and fine
if i should die, think only this of me
renew the vision of delight
a mist was driving down
storm
the swan existing
little gate was reached at last

 



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