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the air is full of dawn and spring
tell me less or tell me more
like eagles on up high
these be
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
a thousand silent years ago
high-born race
i make my shroud, but no one knows
your body's motion is like music
if i should die, think only this of me
there is an hour of peaceful rest
happiness
i loathed you

 



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