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white foam flower, red flame flower
a mile behind
and how could you dream of meeting
out of me unworthy and unknown
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
in your arms was still delight
all within and all without me
he speaks not well
when i returned at sunset
where shall i find you
renew the vision of delight
why then, must we see?

 



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