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a thousand silent years ago
night is dark, and the winter winds
when i was broke in london
gone are the three, those sisters rare
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
a little peach in the orchard grew
a mist was driving down
arched the flood
she burst fierce wine
the light withdrawn

 



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