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up from the meadows rich with corn
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
who is the runner in the skies
i burn no incense
there is no escape by the river
under a spreading chestnut tree
i go my way complacently
and how could you dream of meeting
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white

 



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