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Poem time I Like For You To Be Still I like for you to be still: it is as through you are absent and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you It seems as through your eyes had flown away and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth As all things are filled with my soul your emerge from the things, fill with my soul You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams and you are like the word melancholy I like for you to be still, and you seem far away It sounds as though you are lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you