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sing again the song you sung
my mother taught me that every night
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
who will be naming the wind
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
a storm is riding on the tide
a thousand silent years ago
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
daughters of time
passing through huddled and ugly walls

 



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