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some of the hurts you have cured
high-born race
so fallen
on and on
i reside at table mountain
now while my lips are living
we who stood
do not turn your head
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
a thousand silent years ago
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise

 



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