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there is a city, builded by no hand
in the sphere
world that changes under my hand
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
beautiful
why are the things that have no death
i bid them all farewell
i heard the wind all day
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
she must go back, she said

 



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