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I will rest when death kisses         My soul. And my windows,     Cease to look up a view. All will be quite within,           As I am gone, and my shell no longer fruitful,                Spoils over time.
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Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 5:34 AM UTC
Death's fruit
I will rest when death kisses         My soul. And my windows,     Cease to look up a view. All will be quite within,           As I am gone, and my shell no longer fruitful,                Spoils over time.
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Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 5:34 AM UTC
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