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Today I stretched out next |
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to a pure young woman |
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as if at the shore of a white ocean, |
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as if at the centre of a burning star |
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of slow space. |
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From her lengthily green gaze |
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the light fell like dry water, |
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in transparent and deep circles |
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of fresh force. |
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Her bosom like a two flamed fire |
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burned raised in two regions, |
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and in a double river reached |
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her large, clear feet. |
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A climate of gold scarcely ripened |
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the diurnal length of her body |
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filling it with extended fruit |
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sand hidden fire. |
