The Inglorious End
And the angel kept his wings
And the paramour returned
to his trite, ignoble things
Though the flesh still yearned
that, then, was the inglorious end.
And the angel kept his wings
And the paramour returned
to his trite, ignoble things
Though the flesh still yearned
that, then, was the inglorious end.
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