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afraid no more, i say
i am fevered
i saw with open eyes
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
who is the runner in the skies
we who stood
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
this is the song of youth
by the rude bridge
stuff of the moon
i have heard them in the night
passing through huddled and ugly walls

 



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