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your body's motion is like music
a storm is riding on the tide
stuff of the moon
night was black and drear
glooms of the live-oaks
made up of loveliness alone
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
their beautiful hair
have you seen walking through the village
she must go back, she said

 



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