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and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
simply speaking
to come so soon to this imagined dark
just as my fingers on these keys
sun stepped down from his golden throne
winged shadows sweeping by
i went up and down the streets
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst

 



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