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if the red slayer think he slays
so fallen
stuff of the moon
i am fevered
could we but know
i went up and down the streets
in their ragged regimentals
i think it just splendid
out of the sparkling sea
high walls and huge
city that is not a city
i am singing to you
the long resounding marble corridors
world that changes under my hand

 



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