She’s been passing within and without wisps,
Like the merchant of Venice
With cloaks of mist
Enshrouding her in lilac
.
The tapestry dawns as
She sets one foot to another,
Making gestures to deceive the leopards
Amounting in the forest.
She’s been passing within and without wisps,
Like the merchant of Venice
With cloaks of mist
Enshrouding her in lilac
.
The tapestry dawns as
She sets one foot to another,
Making gestures to deceive the leopards
Amounting in the forest.
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