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poem for pastors

the mountains they are silent folk
be in me as the eternal moods
we were not many
once this soft turf
i go my way complacently
in september
the sky
the lightning flashed, and lifted
i saw with open eyes
desolate and lone
among the mountains i wandered
i wonder where you live
where shall i find you
be not angry with me

 



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