| from "W [ViVa]": LVI... e.e. cummings... |
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lady will you come with me into the extremely little house of my mind. Clocks strike. The |
| moon's round,through the window |
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as you see and really i have no servants. We could almost live |
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at the top of these stairs,there's a free room. We almost could go(you and i)into a together whitely big there is but if so or so |
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slowly i opened the window a most tinyness,the moon(with white wig and polished buttons)would take you away |
| -and all the clocks would run down the next day. |
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