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no prey am i of poor thoughts
i reside at table mountain
our pleasant moments fly
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
tell me
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
with the sunset
melancholy, blue it was
those black eyes i once so praised
beautiful, tragical faces

 



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