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soft as the bed in the earth
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
my sorrow, when she's here with me
i stand in the cold gray weather
renew the vision of delight
take my bracelets
and still they walked on
truely
death's nobility again
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying

 



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