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your body's motion is like music
through the broad earth's aching breast
the air is full of dawn and spring
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
had he and i but met
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
in an old chamber softly lit

 



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