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it was many and many a year ago
i know what you're going to say
the air is full of dawn and spring
the stars fell from heaven
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
the body may confine
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
let us plant
a mist was driving down
dark-eyed
when freedom from her mountain height
brother, i am fire
a flying word from here and there
see i give myself to you

 



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