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bring me soft song
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
in the sphere
there was a strangeness on your lips
there were three in the meadow by the brook
passing through huddled and ugly walls
high-born race
birds against the april wind
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
are you awake?
the darkness
what was it the engines said
i love my life, but not too well
full of tears

 



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