Random Poem
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It begins with Diane ? the gold shingles of her razored hair
AY me, how many perils doe enfold
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As in the mists of embryonic night,
Mamua, when our laughter ends,
Give me my scallop shell of quiet,
To see a world in a grain of sand
The sea is calm to-night.