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| "THEIR SHAKESPEAREAN TRAGEDY" |
Had
the world turned
otherwise;
Had the time not moved
clockwise;
I
would have met you
In the place where
The sun never dies,
The
moon always cries,
The stars faintly shine
In
the place where
Winter kisses May's
Dead leaves
While
sighing together
During their midsummer
Night's eves.
~A
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