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earth travails
in your flight
let me be sad
i heard the wind all day
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
all down the years
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
who will be naming the wind
i reside at table mountain
skies they were ashen and sober
and my name is truthful
last midnight
sweet with fern and rose
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you

 



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