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from our hidden places
a thousand silent years ago
let me be sad
i gazed upon the glorious sky
one with you
look out upon the stars, my love
in the dark and peace of my final bed
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
up and down he goes
it was many and many a year ago
one sweetly solemn thought
the meadow was creeping
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue

 



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