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daughter, thou art come to die
calm as that second summer
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
and breaketh bread no more
when the wind works against us in the dark
the darkness
you are clear
i am in love with high far-seeing places
i cannot always feel his greatness
when freedom from her mountain height

 



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