Soft rhythms cover me;
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Oh, the long [?] styles tumbling down
Musical thought without sound
Strong magical lines over the land
Strange mystical lines on her hands
Twin Gemini, split in two;
Half is for me, half for you
Gemini childe
Gemini childe---woman grown,
Lost in a world not her own
My midnight friend, split in two;
Half is for me, half for you
Gemini childe
Gemini childe