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if i had known how narrow a prison is love
you say you love me
since i have felt the sense of death
i make my shroud, but no one knows
as it
see i give myself to you
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
do you hear the rain?
be not angry with me

 



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