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the hypocritic days
there are gains for all our losses
burly, dozing humble-bee
i have had one fear in my life
this ancient silver bowl of mine
you say you love me
but alas, just dreams
beside a stricken field
when freedom from her mountain height
like eagles on up high
doubtless i remember still

 



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