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she must go back, she said
by the shore, by the sea
what was it the engines said
beautiful
a flying word from here and there
give me hunger
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
i am a woman
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
he'd even have his joke
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
i saw with open eyes
i am fevered
like eagles on up high

 



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