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i am old and blind
look out upon the stars, my love
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
what spiteful chance steals unawares
i expect you
the ancient songs
the earth keeps some vibration going
the darkness rolls upward
lived by the river-side
come down at dawn from windless hills

 



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