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i despise my friends more than you
for truth, for love
at midnight
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
therefore i may not
better than granite
i never knew the earth had so much gold
made up of loveliness alone
i am a woman
be not angry with me
love has been sung a thousand ways
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise

 



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