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hang no wreath
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
we break the glass whose sacred wine
the sky
a bird sang
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
from song and dream for ever gone
beside a stricken field
your body's motion is like music
braided and woven

 



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