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￭ in return for your navy blue shirt
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Donâ€™t listen to the blackwash, from slanders keep away,
Yesterdayâ€™s friends hung them together to spatter us today;
Our loveâ€™s been sanctified with its great height,
It uplifts us unto eternal sorrowsâ€™ light.
Not even in thought, sins ever raise unto the sky,
The vice climbs neither unto, nor in imagination;
Itâ€™s like a hell inside the heaven, where return and cry
Insane desires, that didnâ€™t find on earth completion;
Giant despairs, embraced, freeze in the air,
Devotions downfallen by tragic haughtiness,
Unfinished burnings, strains unto nowhere,
Obstinately tempted the nothingness.
My love is divine, thatâ€™s why, my lovely,
Is without limits and always hungry.
At night, Friday unto Saturday, February 5, 1955
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