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let me move slowly through the street
through the broad earth's aching breast
lady, your heart has turned to dust
to clothe the fiery thought
be not angry with me
they in the darkness gather and ask
i am singing to you
to be able to see every side of every question
out of the deep and the dark
the body may confine
by the shore, by the sea
and breaketh bread no more
i love my life, but not too well

 



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