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what do i owe to you
one sweetly solemn thought
of sun nor stars
simply speaking
the mountains they are silent folk
risen from the dead
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
my soul is a dark ploughed field
winged shadows sweeping by
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
from floor to ceiling

 



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