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the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
now that i have cooled to you
days endeared to every muse
perhaps it is no matter that you died
all my love for my sweet
i saw the clouds among the hills
i love the old melodious lays
when i returned at sunset
before the solemn bronze saint
at midnight
do not turn your head

 



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