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melancholy days have come
at midnight
i burn no incense
in halls of sleep you wandered by
a bird sang
i cannot always feel his greatness
it tells of good old times
i do not pray for peace
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
give me hunger
up and down he goes
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things

 



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