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why so sad my lovely one?
i go my way complacently
better than granite
the stars fell from heaven
there is an hour of peaceful rest
who will be naming the wind
give me
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
i love my hour of wind and light
in mournful numbers
he speaks not well
it tells of good old times

 



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