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risen from the dead
for these white arms about my neck
but i cannot read you now
i have heard that a certain princess
the darkness rolls upward
world that changes under my hand
i have heard them in the night
if i should die, think only this of me
your body's motion is like music
at dawn, he said
when freedom from her mountain height
i know not where

 



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