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she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
gingham dog and the calico cat
days endeared to every muse
in your flight
in mournful numbers
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
i am dying
with lips blood red and heart of stone
be not false
i walk down the garden paths
we break the glass whose sacred wine
it tells of good old times

 



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