I lick the right eye of you, sleeping as if dead—licking it with my tongue—beyond the sorrowful sea; I love you—even hundreds of millions of years from now, I’ll be able to remember, even your cold palm; dawn is breaking, the roosters are making a racket;I love you, I love you...
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