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this is the ship of pearl
death's nobility again
she burst fierce wine
out of me unworthy and unknown
high walls and huge
all my love for my sweet
since i have felt the sense of death
if i should die, think only this of me
here falls no light
from floor to ceiling
up from the south at break of day
just as my fingers on these keys

 



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