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skies they were ashen and sober
in your arms was still delight
what was it the engines said
up to her chamber window
as i lie roofed in, screened in
i am dying
daughters of time
desolate and lone
stuff of the moon
when the wind works against us in the dark
let us plant
old wine to drink
but alas, just dreams
green afternoon serene and bright

 



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