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still her gray rocks tower above the sea
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
a storm is riding on the tide
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
we were not many
some one complained to the master
rocked in the cradle of the deep
i am fevered
there was a strangeness on your lips
a life on the ocean wave
thoughts through my head
what spiteful chance steals unawares
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares

 



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