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for then without
i went up and down the streets
glooms of the live-oaks
weak-winged is song
since i have felt the sense of death
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
sad are they who know not love
i love my hour of wind and light
all those treasures that lie
at midnight
tell me
in and of itself
the mountains they are silent folk
i have cast the world

 



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