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in and of itself
and still they walked on
i have heard them in the night
darkest, strangest mystery
those black eyes i once so praised
with her hair flaying wildly
i never knew the earth had so much gold
so lost
before the solemn bronze saint
tell me less or tell me more
there is a country full of wine

 



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