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with her hair flaying wildly
risen from the dead
i had over-prepared the event
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
uplifting, as the wind blew
do not grieve that it is over
the mountains they are silent folk
stern cold man
i have had one fear in my life
she must go back, she said
the light withdrawn
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i know what you're going to say

 



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