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with lips blood red and heart of stone
i heard the wind all day
perhaps
and my name is truthful
the body may confine
she said
i made a vow once, one only
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
dark-eyed
night was black and drear
bring me soft song
i am a woman
old wine to drink

 



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