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purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no
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little ladies than dead exactly dance in my head,precisely dance where danced la guerre. Mimi à
i spoke to thee with a smile and thou didst not answer thy mouth is as a chord of crimson music
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven
i have found what you are like the rain, (Who feathers frightened fields with the superior dust-of-sleep. w… easily the pale club of the wind
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after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
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and what were roses. Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…