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here falls no light
as a naked man i go
melancholy, blue it was
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
as it
in all things not spoken of
little park that i pass through
to the passionate lover
from our hidden places
green afternoon serene and bright
if i were very sure
night was black and drear
and my name is truthful
thou unrelenting past

 



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