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there is a country full of wine
i am a woman
love me at last, or if you will not
above them all, looking down
a storm is riding on the tide
tripping up, falling down
it was a tall young oysterman
i have had one fear in my life
i reside at table mountain
look out upon the stars, my love
were it not for that singular smell
i love my hour of wind and light

 



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