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shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
in may
in and of itself
now while my lips are living
hang no wreath
in the dark and peace of my final bed
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
i saw god. do you doubt it?
she must go back, she said
i have seen the proudest stars

 



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