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wedding poetry

be not angry with me
uplifting, as the wind blew
the light withdrawn
a mile behind
who is the runner in the skies
softly now the light of day
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
in your arms was still delight
for truth, for love
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
here falls no light

 



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