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now while my lips are living
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
i fill this cup
see, they return
let me be sad
the poets tell
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
since i have felt the sense of death
you say you love me
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
the fragrance came
if the red slayer think he slays
our pleasant moments fly
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes

 



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