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who will be naming the wind
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
world that changes under my hand
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
i never knew the earth had so much gold
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
from song and dream for ever gone
be in me as the eternal moods
when i looked into your eyes
tripping up, falling down
did you ever hear of
the mountains they are silent folk

 



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