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see, they return
but i cannot read you now
quietly, with reverance, in awe
i expect you
it was the autumn of the year
at midnight
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
i am a woman
i stand in the cold gray weather

 



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