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all within and all without me
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
risen from the dead
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
within my hand i hold
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
i am singing to you
perhaps it is no matter that you died
stay no more
look out upon the stars, my love
she burst fierce wine
the child who threw away leaf after leaf


 



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