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The Songs of Bilitis: II. Elegies At Mytilene: Absence

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She has gone out, and she is far away, but I see her still, for all within this room is full of her, all is hers, and I just like the rest. This bed, still warm, where my mouth is wandering now, is rumpled to the pattern of her body. In this soft pillow her little ringleted head has softly slept.