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and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
the snow whispers about me
among the mountains i wandered
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
full of tears
bring me soft song
star-dust and vaporous light
never in all my life
i despise my friends more than you
do you hear the rain?
i do not pray for peace
with the meek, brown eyes

 



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