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brother poem

there is a country full of wine
if i were very sure
let us plant
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
she was a beauty in the days
simply speaking
if i should die, think only this of me
roses and gold
sweet and strong
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
as a white candle
for truth, for love
rising moon has hid the stars
i am singing to you

 



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