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one sweetly solemn thought
thoughts through my head
tell me
two rows of cabbages
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
we break the glass whose sacred wine
gaily through the fields we danced
as i lie roofed in, screened in
who will be naming the wind
full of tears
the long resounding marble corridors

 



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