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three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
white foam flower, red flame flower
our pleasant moments fly
i gazed upon the glorious sky
i saw god. do you doubt it?
out of the sparkling sea
with the meek, brown eyes
my soul is a dark ploughed field
if i should die, think only this of me
earth travails
gone before us

 



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