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blossoms of babies
listen to the sounding sea
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
i fill this cup
storm
i walk down the garden paths
like eagles on up high
therefore i may not
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things

 



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