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noises that strive to tear
all down the years
the fragrance came
when the hours of day are numbered
softly weeping
along a river-side
backward, turn backward
up to her chamber window
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
my true love from her pillow rose

 



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