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We spoke in my dreams
in the ancient tongue of the bear, and we hidden from the storm and from the water stream inside the hydra's lair, and we ate from the apple guarded by the snake, and we slept on the ground by the shore of the lake, and we smiled at the sunrise and we cried at the sunset, and we spoke truths with our lies, and we made love with our deaths, and we were us, and we were me, and then you and one, and then we were the grass and the blank light of the moon, and then we kissed with the lips of kingdom come...
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