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it was a tall young oysterman
the air is like a butterfly
now while my lips are living
out of me unworthy and unknown
there is a city, builded by no hand
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
listen to the sounding sea
she knows a cheap release
for these white arms about my neck
sweet with fern and rose
from our hidden places

 



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