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i bid them all farewell
i've won the race
the meadow was creeping
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
winged shadows sweeping by
within my hand i hold
stand here by my side
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
green afternoon serene and bright
she might have known it in the earlier spring
i know not where

 



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