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Words were her plague and words were her redemption.

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I will be free, no lover's kiss to bind me to earth, no bliss of love to counteract actual bliss.
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My eye-balls are glass, my limbs marble, my face fixed in its marble mask.
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There's a black rose growing in your garden.
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The things I have are nameless, old and true they may not be named few may live and know.
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