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sun stepped down from his golden throne
if it
perhaps
the sun is up
into the silent land
a storm is riding on the tide
the fragrance came
there by the window in the old house
i fill this cup
take my bracelets
braided and woven
but i cannot read you now
the mountains they are silent folk

 



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