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under dusky laurel leaf
her face is fair and smooth and fine
she must go back, she said
who loves the rain
roses and gold
i fill this cup
stuff of the moon
one by one, like leaves from a tree
world that changes under my hand
since, if you stood by my side today
made up of loveliness alone
the snow whispers about me


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