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death's nobility again
softly now the light of day
rising moon has hid the stars
with lips blood red and heart of stone
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
once this soft turf
let us plant
a storm is riding on the tide
weak-winged is song
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
hang no wreath
roses and gold

 



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