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the meadow was creeping
come down at dawn from windless hills
some of the hurts you have cured
i make my shroud, but no one knows
dark-eyed
we who stood
she said
i shall see a star tonight
the poets tell
i said
within my hand i hold
once this soft turf
she limps with halting painful pace
you are my companion

 



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