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they may talk of love in a cottage
there by the window in the old house
stir
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
to the passionate lover
one by one, like leaves from a tree
by the shore, by the sea
often is it not so?
he came and took me by the hand
let me be sad
but i cannot read you now

 



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