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i am dying
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
my true love from her pillow rose
i never knew the earth had so much gold
two rows of cabbages
the mountains they are silent folk
i made a vow once, one only
i reside at table mountain
my soul is a dark ploughed field
weak-winged is song
brother, i am fire

 



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