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when the wind works against us in the dark
soft as the bed in the earth
could we but know
softly weeping
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
simplicity
the shadows of the ships
with the meek, brown eyes
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
thoughts through my head
three years ago today

 



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