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i am a woman
melancholy, blue it was
when the hours of day are numbered
i fill this cup
when i looked into your eyes
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
though i am little as all little things
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
beautiful, tragical faces

 



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