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which keeps
like eagles on up high
she heard the children playing in the sun
they may talk of love in a cottage
good woman
i make my shroud, but no one knows
i am the wind that wavers
one by one, like leaves from a tree
in the sphere
i cannot always feel his greatness

 



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