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i am in love with high far-seeing places
when freedom from her mountain height
made up of loveliness alone
a flying word from here and there
sun and wind and beat of sea
and with the humming bird
i cannot always feel his greatness
arched the flood
there is no flock, however watched and tended
old wine to drink
be in me as the eternal moods
little park that i pass through
at dawn, he said
they ask me where i've been

 



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