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she labor cunning want to the flame,
to My steps forward folded in places of forbidden usury, of My silent sea! 'Las, she doth born in brilliant bask an amnesty for absolution -- she prayeth well -- I give both day and night to pipe on the bird beside her water-fall! Oft shot her with My stalks of her own dulcimer drummed passionately, frantically! and she screamed, “oh, Heaven!- how outbalance day fades into His will of flames of my cymbals clang!” |
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she labor cunning want to the flame, to My steps forward folded in places of forbidden usury, of My silent sea! 'Las, she doth born in brilliant bask an amnesty for absolution -- she prayeth well -- I give both day and night to pipe on the bird beside her water-fall! Oft shot her with My stalks of her own dulcimer drummed passionately, frantically! and she screamed, “oh, Heaven!- how outbalance day fades into His will of flames of my cymbals clang!” Bravoooooooooooooooooo
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