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when, full of warm and eager love
this is the arsenal
give me
at midnight
i gazed upon the glorious sky
over the river, on the hill
of sun nor stars
leave the lovely words unsaid
see, from this counterfeit of him
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
why are the things that have no death

 



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