here you are silver i see you are sleepless still and i myself am gold yet amid cypresses each of them castle tall each implores lend me a king cypresses cynthia is silvery above you and your imploration is golden enough by me kings pale wonders by silver valued exclaims a cypress oh an awful one you are of them what tower holds you phoebus would you not set your flambeau atop me and so each hand upon cynthia
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Jeff Harrison
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