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short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
a bird sang
death's nobility again
i loathed you
look out upon the stars, my love
within my hand i hold
by the shore, by the sea
so lost
old wine to drink
the hypocritic days
she limps with halting painful pace
softly weeping
glass-blower of time
in and of itself

 



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