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beside a stricken field
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
out of the sparkling sea
i have to say good-night
my mother taught me that every night
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
truely
i love my hour of wind and light
afraid no more, i say
the old west, the old time
who is the runner in the skies

 



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