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storm
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
from our hidden places
and breaketh bread no more
over the river they beckon to me
i said, i have shut my heart
who is the runner in the skies
up and down he goes
we break the glass whose sacred wine
we lay
if i should die, think only this of me

 



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