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we break the glass whose sacred wine
as a white candle
sun and wind and beat of sea
there's one that i once loved so much
storm
stuff of the moon
i am the wind that wavers
among the mountains i wandered
the shadows of the ships
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
for truth, for love
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
under a spreading chestnut tree

 



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