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Last night I dived my beggar arm / Days deep in her breast that wore no heart / For me alone but only a rocked drum / Telling the heart I broke of a good habit
That her loving, unfriendly limbs / Would plunge my betrayal from sheet to sky / So the betrayed might learn in the sun beams / Of the death in a bed in another country.