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Without Words Without words, bring forth my saying, Without speech. And without musicians' playing— My wedding tune, Without thread, weave My wedding dress. Just like this— Like the music flying And escaping from his fiddle. And I, with arms akimbo, Am escaping from my being. Oh, at dusk pour out for me214 The cup of sunset wine, The flaming drink Of dying day. Load me with the light That the sky sifts out Right before the sun Casts down her brass weight. 1955 439 ]is TV DKT pxa w a "? i^^yp o^aan H H px .oiijup israxa p-^a rx'o 'TI pxpnoiz; ps DXVS px^ px -pi iD^xnxi 7X nxn .oxs x |is n trn pt H oaip DIXT o px ixs n rx K t?xn; o 440 ...

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