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i heard the wind all day
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
in and of itself
this ancient silver bowl of mine
the meadow was creeping
full of tears
city that is not a city
i bid them all farewell
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes

 



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