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a look is but a ray
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
what spiteful chance steals unawares
tell me less or tell me more
daughter, thou art come to die
the little white prayers
and my name is truthful
and still they walked on
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
a few more windy days

 



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