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(excerpted from preludes III by t.s. eliot)

You tossed a blanket from the bed,
You lay upon your back, and waited;
You dozed, and watched the night revealing

The thousand sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted;
They flickered against the ceiling.

And when all the world came back
And the light crept up between the shutters,
And you heard the sparrows in the gutters,
You had such a vision...

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from bristol hits vol. 2, released August 25, 2012

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