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updated 06.04.09 20:29 06-04-09 @ 20:28
Tour De Force 
The Sick Rose
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O Rose, you are sick!
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,
Has found out your bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does your life destroy.
W.Blake
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