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do i like it
i heard the wind all day
with her hair flaying wildly
when the hours of day are numbered
since i have felt the sense of death
thou unrelenting past
the mountains they are silent folk
see, they return
let us express our baser passions
i have had one fear in my life
as i lie roofed in, screened in
when night drifts along the streets of the city
desolate and lone
glooms of the live-oaks

 



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