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i am a woman
we were not many
in your arms was still delight
i am singing to you
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
up and down he goes
when you come tonight
which keeps
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
thou unrelenting past
up to her chamber window
give me hunger
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes

 



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