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fall poem

when the hours of day are numbered
from song and dream for ever gone
i am in love with high far-seeing places
rising moon has hid the stars
softly weeping
up from the meadows rich with corn
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
happiness
high-born race
who will be naming the wind
gone before us

 



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