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the little white prayers
if the red slayer think he slays
gone are the three, those sisters rare
storm
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
the body may confine
i make my shroud, but no one knows
the long resounding marble corridors
there is an hour of peaceful rest
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
from song and dream for ever gone
i expect you

 



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