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i love my hour of wind and light
some of the hurts you have cured
babylon-where i go dreaming
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
blossoms of babies
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
have you seen walking through the village
dear wife
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
i saw with open eyes
in may
a life on the ocean wave

 



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