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i am a woman
here lies a most beautiful lady
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
though love repine, and reason chafe
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
under the harvest moon
if the red slayer think he slays
i went up and down the streets
i saw god. do you doubt it?
birds against the april wind
up to her chamber window
a mile behind
the fragrance came
the earth keeps some vibration going

 



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