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YOUR BREATH WAS SHED
Your breath was shed
Invisible to make
About the soiled undead
Night for my sake,
A raining trail
Intangible to them
With biter's tooth and tail
And cobweb drum,
A dark as deep
My love as a round wave
To hide the wolves of sleep
And mask the grave.
By Dylan Thomas
Clears Throat and says excuse me!
laughs merrily....................