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simplicity
in the dark and peace of my final bed
why then, must we see?
the meadow was creeping
let us pity those who are better off than we are
who will be naming the wind
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
long ago, in the young moonlight
leave the lovely words unsaid

 



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