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i think it just splendid
the hypocritic days
they in the darkness gather and ask
to the passionate lover
passing through huddled and ugly walls
some of the hurts you have cured
gone are the three, those sisters rare
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
i make my shroud, but no one knows
high walls and huge
take my bracelets

 



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