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but i cannot read you now
the meadow was creeping
since i have felt the sense of death
i loathed you
though love repine, and reason chafe
storm
my soul is a dark ploughed field
all down the years
birds against the april wind
have you seen walking through the village
with her hair flaying wildly
one sweetly solemn thought
no prey am i of poor thoughts

 



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