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we break the glass whose sacred wine
i cannot always feel his greatness
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
in your flight
quietly, with reverance, in awe
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
in your arms was still delight
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
i fill this cup

 



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