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i saw the clouds among the hills
when, full of warm and eager love
i do not pray for peace
the mountains they are silent folk
a mile behind
risen from the dead
among the mountains i wandered
i made a vow once, one only
sadly speaking
a storm is riding on the tide
it was many and many a year ago
what was it the engines said
what spiteful chance steals unawares
storm

 



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