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to what shall a woman liken her beloved
she limps with halting painful pace
do not turn your head
all within and all without me
out of the window a sea of green trees
i've won the race
under dusky laurel leaf
happiness
once this soft turf
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
if i should die, think only this of me

 



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