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as a naked man i go
the mountains they are silent folk
i loathed you
what spiteful chance steals unawares
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
in may
i made a vow once, one only
glooms of the live-oaks
are you awake?
rocked in the cradle of the deep
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces

 



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