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The Dead Cuckoo
The solstice-song fills my lung with saudade –
I hear skylarks' voice as someone's dead ;
Viper's vice tore cuckoo's crest of neck ;
Red oleander-complexion drips down lake !
Fatal fur beckons flies, following the...
I hear skylarks' voice as someone's dead ;
Viper's vice tore cuckoo's crest of neck ;
Red oleander-complexion drips down lake !
Fatal fur beckons flies, following the...
