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there are gains for all our losses
gloom
glass-blower of time
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
a bird sang
she said
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
good woman
a thousand silent years ago
what do i owe to you
daughters of time
from our hidden places
like eagles on up high
be patient, life, when love is at the gate

 



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