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Like vanishing dew,a passing apparitionor the sudden flashof lightning -- already gone --thus should...
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sick of it whatever it's called sick of the namesI dedicate every pore to what's here
Like vanishing dew,a passing apparitionor the sudden flashof lightning -- already gone --thus should...
Show Moresick of it whatever it's called sick of the namesI dedicate every pore to what's here