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the meadow was creeping
love me at last, or if you will not
i loved a woman
therefore i may not
there is an hour of peaceful rest
beautiful, tragical faces
there is no flock, however watched and tended
i am a woman
give me hunger
i am fevered
death's nobility again

 



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