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do i like it
moonlight deep and tender
full of tears
of sun nor stars
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
the long resounding marble corridors
the air is full of dawn and spring
i stood
a bird sang
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
the poets tell
a flying word from here and there
made up of loveliness alone

 



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