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lady, your heart has turned to dust
world that changes under my hand
a flying word from here and there
rising moon has hid the stars
and my name is truthful
i love my life, but not too well
there is a city, builded by no hand
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
let us plant
soft as the bed in the earth
i heard the wind all day

 



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