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the sun is up
we break the glass whose sacred wine
weak-winged is song
we lay
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
among the mountains i wandered
under dusky laurel leaf
last midnight
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
when i looked into your eyes
i burn no incense
had he and i but met
awful truths these be

 



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