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weak-winged is song
it tells of good old times
to some the fat gods
just as my fingers on these keys
let us express our baser passions
roses and gold
in the sphere
were it not for that singular smell
for these white arms about my neck
i have cast the world
do i like it
she must go back, she said
the light withdrawn

 



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