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the lightning flashed, and lifted
the little white prayers
now that i have cooled to you
the meadow was creeping
see, from this counterfeit of him
quietly, with reverance, in awe
is there anybody there
among the mountains i wandered
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
sad are they who know not love
once this soft turf
and still they walked on

 



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