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Birdcage Walk

D. H. Lawrence (David Herbert Richards)

When the wind blows her veil
And uncovers her laughter
I cease, I turn pale.
When the wind blows her veil
From the woes I bewail
Of love and hereafter:
When the wind blows her veil
I cease, I turn pale.

(C) D. H. Lawrence (david Herbert Richards)
03/11/2020


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