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the darkness rolls upward
have you not heard
i am a woman
sun stepped down from his golden throne
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
blossoms of babies
i walk down the garden paths
in his guarded tent
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
before the solemn bronze saint
and with the humming bird
earth travails

 



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