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if the red slayer think he slays
a few more windy days
do i like it
i do not pray for peace
as evening falls
there were three in the meadow by the brook
i reside at table mountain
thoughts through my head
their beautiful hair
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
world that changes under my hand
when i returned at sunset
the sun is up

 



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