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i love my hour of wind and light
bring me soft song
often is it not so?
burly, dozing humble-bee
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
never in all my life
though i am little as all little things
give me hunger
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
last midnight
one by one, like leaves from a tree
lady, your heart has turned to dust
what do i owe to you

 



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