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last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
white foam flower, red flame flower
here falls no light
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
see, they return
do you hear the rain?
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
i can not tell you now
why do you always stand there shivering
up from the meadows rich with corn
the little white prayers

 



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