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up from the meadows rich with corn
i do not pray for peace
i loathed you
the pale day drowses on the western steep
i am dying
i saw with open eyes
with her hair flaying wildly
when a deed is done for freedom
i am singing to you
i was a goddess ere the marble found me

 



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