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let me move slowly through the street
to clothe the fiery thought
there are gains for all our losses
love has been sung a thousand ways
soft as the bed in the earth
it was many and many a year ago
under dusky laurel leaf
softly now the light of day
the body may confine
what do i owe to you
who loves the rain

 



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