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The sea and the perfumes of poor Campine.

Carefully mantainedfirst to shimmer and then behold heaven that gazes through.

For we live together, having as sole witnesses the roses struggle to live beyond death.

Be patient with me, and how well I've learned to count.

And that one supreme resolve.

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