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just as my fingers on these keys
her face is fair and smooth and fine
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
sweet splendor
beneath my window in a city street
up and down he goes
the fragrance came
i am in love with high far-seeing places
once this soft turf
i stood by the open casement
all my love for my sweet
the little white prayers
when i returned at sunset

 



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