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i never knew the earth had so much gold
this is the ship of pearl
a mist was driving down
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
we lay
there were three in the meadow by the brook
out of the deep and the dark
still thirteen years
before the solemn bronze saint
i do not pray for peace

 



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