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wheel me down by the meadow
shadows lay along broadway
above them all, looking down
this is the song of youth
the darkness
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
i reside at table mountain
though i am little as all little things
city that is not a city
let us express our baser passions
i burn no incense
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
white foam flower, red flame flower

 



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