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Sally, dear Sally, gone around The Roses
Gdammit lady(ghost), why d'you
tor'ment my dreamtine n'ow
that i'm fair'well defenseless &olde&
hopeless
to the dreams
you invade ?
you can never touch me.
& I surely will be disallowed from any touch
to your erotically sainted
f o r m.......
only a vapour.........fortelling of death
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