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    She moves?

    She moves?

    The lonely dust
    Blurs the eyeball of the musk
    And the stone rattles
    Down to her bleeding feet
    You dance another beat

    The dark, dark silence
    Weeps between the bosoms
    Of these careless nights?
    O! What should the night suffer
    When, you will be cold?
    Will be old?
    When you can dance no more?
    And just for this one night,
    May be tonight,
    You want to be lost
    Among the darkness of your own?

    While you shudder a little
    Under the eucalyptus leaves,
    There is
    A fraction formed
    A fraction lost
    A fraction left behind.
    ? You see through a mist
    The mist that lay hanging
    Over the bed-rock?
    As you touch
    It crackles into the sound of your voice
    ? Shyly moves away
    Then disappears

    And if you walk out one night
    At the sound of a cry–
    And if it should be the call of your darkness
    Will you look behind?
    There is no reason though
    You must rather go

    The lonely dust
    Blurs the eyeball of the musk
    And the stone rattles
    Down to her bleeding feet
    You dance another beat

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