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i loved a woman
though i am little as all little things
be not false
what do i owe to you
a little peach in the orchard grew
as evening falls
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
awful truths these be
out of me unworthy and unknown
daughters of time
i fill this cup
i love my hour of wind and light
a mist was driving down

 



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