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Then I rose in fear, needing you fearfully,For I thought you were warm as a sudden jet of blood.I thought I could plunge in your spurting hotness, and beClean of the cold and the must.—With my hand on the latchI heard you in your sleep speak strangely to me.
And I dared not enter, feeling suddenly dismayed.So I went and washed my deadened flesh in the seaAnd came back tingling clean, but worn and frayedWith cold, like the shell of the moon: and strange it seemsThat my love has dawned in rose again, like the love of a maid.
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