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beautiful, tragical faces
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
i love my hour of wind and light
the air is full of dawn and spring
splendid and terrible your love
with the meek, brown eyes
when i was broke in london
lived by the river-side
i never knew the earth had so much gold
gloom

 



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