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uplifting, as the wind blew
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i make my shroud, but no one knows
in the dark and peace of my final bed
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
often i think of the beautiful town
i can not tell you now
love me at last, or if you will not
along the banks
see the tentative
why then, must we see?

 



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