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with lips blood red and heart of stone
which keeps
i have had one fear in my life
sweet with fern and rose
there are gains for all our losses
see i give myself to you
why then, must we see?
give me
the meadow was creeping
do not grieve that it is over
night is dark, and the winter winds

 



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