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pushing out, struggling vainly
high walls and huge
a look is but a ray
now while my lips are living
let me move slowly through the street
the arches of the red bridge
world that changes under my hand
i saw god. do you doubt it?
it was many and many a year ago
they ask me where i've been
do i like it
were it not for that singular smell
simply speaking
she knows a cheap release

 



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