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my soul is a dark ploughed field
and with the humming bird
i reside at table mountain
those black eyes i once so praised
there is no flock, however watched and tended
gloom
we who stood
afraid no more, i say
the arches of the red bridge
for then without
who is the runner in the skies

 



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