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as a naked man i go
rocked in the cradle of the deep
awful truths these be
if it
glass-blower of time
the ships are lying in the bay
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
be not false
i have to say good-night
beautiful
therefore i may not
i went up and down the streets

 



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