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Oranges do not grow in the sea neither i

Oranges
do not grow in the sea
neither is there love in Sevilla.
You in Dark and the I the sun that's hot
loan me your parasol.
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The moon came into the forge in her bustle of

The moon came into the forge
in her bustle of flowering nard.
The little boy stares at her stares.
The boy is staring hard.
In th......

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Each afternoon in Granada each afternoon a

Each afternoon in Granada
each afternoon a child dies.
Each afternoon the water sits down
and chats with its companions.
The dea......

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In the sky there is nobody asleep Nobody nobody

In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody nobody.
Nobody is asleep.
The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl about their cabins.
The ......

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I have shut my windows I do not want to hear

I have shut my windows.
I do not want to hear the weeping.
But from behind the grey walls.
Nothing is heard but the weeping.
There......

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