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sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
there is an hour of peaceful rest
why are the things that have no death
you are beautiful and faded
there by the window in the old house
the sky
give me hunger
stir
there is a city, builded by no hand
as a naked man i go

 



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