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how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
have you seen walking through the village
up from the meadows rich with corn
no prey am i of poor thoughts
within my hand i hold
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
darkest, strangest mystery
beneath my window in a city street
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
she burst fierce wine

 



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