And so I return, To do the thing I set out to do, To tell tales of rotten love and lust, To muse upon debauchery. The golden lamplight flickers, She brushes a tear from her eye and coughs. She lights a cigarette, Fakes indifference, And says, "It matters not, It matters not at all." Too true, It makes no difference; The curtsy as he walks away, The letter burning in
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