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behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
with the sunset
i had over-prepared the event
i stood
we who stood
sad are they who know not love
i am dying
were it not for that singular smell
winged shadows sweeping by
there is an hour of peaceful rest

 



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