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since i have felt the sense of death
i burn no incense
there are gains for all our losses
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
dear wife
and with the humming bird
in your flight
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
have we no shame?

 



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