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he came and took me by the hand
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
musing, between the sunset and the dark
two rows of cabbages
a mile behind
days endeared to every muse
skies they were ashen and sober
she knows a cheap release
i love my life, but not too well
gone are the three, those sisters rare
be not angry with me

 



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