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I make them up, or
they make me up
I’ll run to you
and just once in my life,
all dianthus, snapdragons,
morning glories are for you.
A moment alone, that's all!
In your
city’s air there’s
the smell of shame
I see
the reasons
you came.
Way out
in the
white-dark
Time after time
we shall be together in
the dreams that we share
her hair was long,
her foot was light, and
her eyes were wild like the night
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