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family poem

now for a brisk and cheerful fight
rocked in the cradle of the deep
for then without
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
dear wife
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
melancholy, blue it was
there is a country full of wine
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
so fallen
just as my fingers on these keys
but alas, just dreams
day is done
sweet splendor

 



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