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it was a tall young oysterman
had he and i but met
i stood by the open casement
dark-eyed
i am singing to you
for truth, for love
i know not where
to the passionate lover
i've won the race
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
be not angry with me
i despise my friends more than you
three years ago today
my mother twines me roses wet with dew

 



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