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when i go back to earth
at dawn, he said
some one complained to the master
if i were very sure
all down the years
i am the wind that wavers
beside a stricken field
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
stay no more
the arches of the red bridge

 



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