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woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
in the dark and peace of my final bed
often is it not so?
in your arms was still delight
softly weeping
beside a stricken field
it tells of good old times
roses and gold
looking beyond
who loves the rain
the ships are lying in the bay
up to her chamber window

 



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