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teen poem

it was many and many a year ago
out of the sparkling sea
desolate and lone
risen from the dead
where shall i find you
softly weeping
i am in love with high far-seeing places
i have to say good-night
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
what was it the engines said
who will be naming the wind

 



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