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out of me unworthy and unknown
skies they were ashen and sober
glass-blower of time
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
a thousand silent years ago
at dawn, he said
i heard the wind all day
sun stepped down from his golden throne
lived by the river-side
why then, must we see?
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
out of the window a sea of green trees
over the river they beckon to me

 



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