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evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
last midnight
i stand in the cold gray weather
i expect you
i burn no incense
sweet with fern and rose
in all things not spoken of
there were three in the meadow by the brook
and still they walked on
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
desolate and lone
i have cast the world

 



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