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i had a dream and i awoke with it
when i returned at sunset
never in all my life
i love my life, but not too well
rocked in the cradle of the deep
out of the window a sea of green trees
this ancient silver bowl of mine
sad are they who know not love
daughter, thou art come to die
we break the glass whose sacred wine
see i give myself to you

 



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