Come, come early babe
to sweep up love and other dust
you sing to me your long song
until what you came to get is got
and go
but leave not
Stay me
longer love
Do not part me
like the echoes of notes in a rest
Do not hand me in
like a finished test
Do not fail me
like a test of trust
and leave me here to clean
this love and other dust
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