speak quickly, dear
for the time
that lies before
us
is
but
an illusion
say it now, my love
if you
will, it
is
nearly
almost over
the minutes are spent, my lord
is a
hunter
who knows when
the desperate
hourly
howl quiets
-T

speak quickly, dear
for the time
that lies before
us
is
but
an illusion
say it now, my love
if you
will, it
is
nearly
almost over
the minutes are spent, my lord
is a
hunter
who knows when
the desperate
hourly
howl quiets
-T
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