Nearer the stars, Cassandra, I like
And sometimes A bunch of Siena roses
beneath my gaze
Mostly, superiority and other defects, fetter progress
my virtues to shine
Makes me happy
like a gathering of gazelles
CONSUMING OUR LOVE
REDEMPTION AFTER YEARS OF ERROR
HOT AND COLD
BUT LOVE HAS CROWNED ME
LEARNED ALUMNI
TO TAKE MY PLACE IN THE BANQUET
, BLESSED BY THE GOD OF BEAUTY
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