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sun and wind and beat of sea
she was a beauty in the days
passing through huddled and ugly walls
within my hand i hold
roses and gold
this ancient silver bowl of mine
the light withdrawn
there were three in the meadow by the brook
rocked in the cradle of the deep

 



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