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Butterflies with gilded wings this morning |
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Touched the red sun ang the rain |
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On the bridge the workers pass in threes and fours and fives |
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To my sleeplessness |
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Reflections after Jane |
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How I long to live inside a window |
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By the sighing moterway |
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Feel the city searching for my loneliness |
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In all the dust and glass |
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Reflections after Jane |
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And I see her all on a golden Sunday |
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With her hair so dark in the rain |
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Who is in the newspapers this month or week or year |
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My silent friend |
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I can starve my life into a deeper sleep |
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Remembering |
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Reflections after Jane |
