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one by one, like leaves from a tree
i have seen the proudest stars
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
could we but know
and my name is truthful
a bird sang
some of the hurts you have cured
what shall we do now
she was a beauty in the days
in all things not spoken of
when i returned at sunset
with her hair flaying wildly

 



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