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who will be naming the wind
my sorrow, when she's here with me
i have cast the world
in all things not spoken of
some one complained to the master
still thirteen years
tell me
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
listen to the sounding sea
sweet splendor
daughter, thou art come to die
before the solemn bronze saint

 



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