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to be able to see every side of every question
to the passionate lover
since i have felt the sense of death
with lips blood red and heart of stone
it was a tall young oysterman
risen from the dead
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
the snow whispers about me
sadly speaking
i saw the clouds among the hills
not from the whole wide world

 



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