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the sun is up
i made a vow once, one only
doubtless i remember still
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
for these white arms about my neck
sweet splendor
from floor to ceiling
through the broad earth's aching breast
tripping up, falling down
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
i stood by the open casement
up from the south at break of day

 



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