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Hi Miss Alice with your glass eyes What kind of dream can you see? Are you fascinated yet? Stilll My heart tears ,And drifts Stuck in the patched crevices, Are memories Hi Miss Alice With that fruitful lips To whom does love, Is cast away? Is lamented? Already I spin my words, My Feverish tongue Has turned cold ,The song to love Can't be sung No more Still you do not answer