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last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
still thirteen years
often is it not so?
i am a woman
just as my fingers on these keys
i see all human wits
their beautiful hair
the fragrance came
there is a city, builded by no hand
the ships are lying in the bay
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray

 



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