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i never knew the earth had so much gold
sad are they who know not love
as evening falls
beneath the warrior's helm
when the wind works against us in the dark
burly, dozing humble-bee
sadly speaking
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
i am singing to you
eighty years have passed, and more
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room

 



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