So he would have left
As the soul leaves the body torn and bruised,
As the mind deserts the body it has used.
If I'm finding solace in poetry and music, I must be feeling back to normal.
Alas, these your springtides, methinks, increase not.
Oh, when begin you to swell so high that I may drown me in you?Does anyone out there still have copies of
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