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Twilight
A woman weeping in a silent room
Full of white flowers that moved and made no sound.
These white flowers were the thoughts men never tell,
And the room's name is mystery, where you weep.
Woman, whom we call Twilight when Day's spell
Of toil is broken, and you bring back sleep! . . .
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