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where shall i find you
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
truely
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
gloom
with lips blood red and heart of stone
winged shadows sweeping by
royal feast was done
i see all human wits
it was many and many a year ago
grieve not for the invisible

 



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