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world that changes under my hand
i love my life, but not too well
the darkness
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
i loved a woman
one by one, like leaves from a tree
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
i said, i have shut my heart
stay no more
the light withdrawn

 



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