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dark-eyed
though i am little as all little things
sad are they who know not love
i go my way complacently
risen from the dead
above them all, looking down
long ago, in the young moonlight
shadows lay along broadway
so fallen
a look is but a ray
we were not many
when i looked into your eyes
give me hunger

 



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