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No guard can shut me off, who has done his day’s work? If I could not now and always send sun, press close magnetic nourishing night! I call to the earth and sea half, translucent mould of me it shall be you! And to die is different from what any one supposed, Lovers of me, breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you!
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