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i love my life, but not too well
rising moon has hid the stars
little gate was reached at last
world that changes under my hand
gingham dog and the calico cat
when freedom from her mountain height
i cannot always feel his greatness
quietly, with reverance, in awe
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
i have cast the world
we were not many
never in all my life
as i lie roofed in, screened in
our pleasant moments fly

 



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