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there was never a sound beside the wood but one
will you glimmer on the sea?
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
let a joy keep you
there was a strangeness on your lips
they ask me where i've been
it was many and many a year ago
i saw with open eyes
why do you always stand there shivering
brother, i am fire

 



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