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i shake my hair in the wind of morning
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
i said
in halls of sleep you wandered by
when i returned at sunset
if i should die, think only this of me
he'd even have his joke
i am old and blind
in the sphere
when, full of warm and eager love
could we but know
just as my fingers on these keys
to the passionate lover
you are my companion

 



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