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candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
i love my life, but not too well
so lost
i saw with open eyes
braided and woven
you are clear
beneath the warrior's helm
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
arched the flood
one sweetly solemn thought

 



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