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stern cold man
i am a woman
he came and took me by the hand
as i lie roofed in, screened in
why then, must we see?
when the wind works against us in the dark
we break the glass whose sacred wine
thoughts through my head
no prey am i of poor thoughts
perhaps it is no matter that you died
i have had one fear in my life
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
have you heard
i love the old melodious lays

 



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