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I belong to no one.
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The stone is a mirror which works poorly.
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Once I knew, then I forgot. It was as if I had
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Our song resettles no rocks, it makes no trees move, it
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The frailest gestures
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Darkly risen
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(Turn vase into a hat and wear it)
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You can’t work any more. You dream,
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Have you ever noticed how
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I have gone to Swan City where the ghost of Maldoror may still roam
