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be not angry with me
there were three in the meadow by the brook
among the mountains i wandered
at dawn, he said
above them all, looking down
the darkness
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
in may
out of the deep and the dark
from song and dream for ever gone
stay no more
now while my lips are living
arched the flood
now for a brisk and cheerful fight

 



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