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i am the wind that wavers
soft as the bed in the earth
shades of night were falling fast
i am a woman
they in the darkness gather and ask
just now
a mist was driving down
i am dying
i said
i have seen the proudest stars
this is the ship of pearl
to clothe the fiery thought

 



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