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i loathed you
as a naked man i go
we break the glass whose sacred wine
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
no prey am i of poor thoughts
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
when the wind works against us in the dark
quietly, with reverance, in awe

 



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