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Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love’s lonely hour in deep twilight of rest.

William Butler Yeats

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Drink Man Sober Worst
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Face Myself Search World
One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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Gold Silver Sun Time
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Hands Heart Myself Quiet
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Fire Light Teaching
It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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Beautiful Kind Love Myself Seek World
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