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music i heard with you was more than music
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
softly weeping
over the river, on the hill
when night drifts along the streets of the city
this is the ship of pearl
there is a city, builded by no hand
gone are the three, those sisters rare
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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