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my love is building a building | |
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around you, a frail slippery | |
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house, a strong fragile house | |
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(beginning at the singular beginning | |
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of your smile)a skilful uncouth |
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prison, a precise clumsy | |
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prison(building thatandthis into Thus, | |
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Around the reckless magic of your mouth) | |
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my love is building a magic, a discrete | |
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tower of magic and(as i guess) |
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when Farmer Death(whom fairies hate)shall | |
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crumble the mouth-flower fleet | |
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He'll not my tower, | |
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laborious, casual | |
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where the surrounded smile |
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hangs | |
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breathless |
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