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for then without
a little peach in the orchard grew
i said
i cannot always feel his greatness
gone before us
some of the hurts you have cured
the body may confine
i loathed you
there is a city, builded by no hand
with joy and wonder
who is the runner in the skies
brother, i am fire
the mountains they are silent folk

 



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