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the darkness rolls upward
be not false
sun and wind and beat of sea
a bird sang
my true love from her pillow rose
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
on and on
stern cold man
i reside at table mountain
i went up and down the streets
who is the runner in the skies
lady, your heart has turned to dust

 



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