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i never knew the earth had so much gold
we who stood
beautiful, tragical faces
my soul is a dark ploughed field
very well, you liberals
afraid no more, i say
the air is like a butterfly
no prey am i of poor thoughts
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
will you glimmer on the sea?
to be able to see every side of every question
i saw god. do you doubt it?

 



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