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thanksgiving poem

old wine to drink
the darkness
i love my hour of wind and light
i am dying
long ago, in the young moonlight
among the mountains i wandered
she burst fierce wine
sun stepped down from his golden throne
little gate was reached at last
had he and i but met
all my love for my sweet

 



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