The Sylph- From Paul Valery
T Tom Billsborough
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Neither seen nor known
I am the scent
By the wind blown
Living and spent.
Neither seen nor known
Chance or spirit
Is hardly sown
And the task complete.
Neither seen nor grasped
To the best minds
What errors are promised.
Neither seen nor known
Time of a bare bosom
Between two smocks.
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