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he came and took me by the hand
who will be naming the wind
gone before us
the fragrance came
sleep, gray brother of death
like eagles on up high
sad are they who know not love
just as my fingers on these keys
the body may confine
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
over the river, on the hill

 



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