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mad girl's love song/ophelia's last day

                                           I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;

I lift my lids and all is born again.

I think I made you up inside my head.

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,

And arbitrary blackness gallops in: 

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

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