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The moon is hiding in
her hair.
The 
lily
of heaven
full of all dreams,
draws down.

Cover her briefness in singing
close her with the intricate faint birds
by daisies and twilights
Deepen her,

Recite
upon her
flesh
the rain's
pearls singly-whispering. The moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven full of all dreams, draws down. Cover her briefness in singing close her with the intricate faint birds by daisies and twilights Deepen her, Recite upon her flesh the rain's pearls singly-whispering.
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