' Spare Me '

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& go twist own nightmares,

make lies seem of winded fair,

leave name from tapping upon lavish lips snare -

what presence one may endure...

mine ears sift words of none care -

if the earth should swallow whole derriere,

take account my hearts needful spare.



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