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lady, your heart has turned to dust
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
risen from the dead
up from the south at break of day
as a naked man i go
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
stand here by my side
glass-blower of time
there is an hour of peaceful rest
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
i have heard them in the night

 



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