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when i looked into your eyes
the long resounding marble corridors
before the solemn bronze saint
just as my fingers on these keys
a little peach in the orchard grew
the little white prayers
i saw the first pear
the darkness
gone before us
never in all my life
if i should die, think only this of me
stern cold man

 



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