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i heard the wind all day
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
see, they return
these be
though love repine, and reason chafe
calm as that second summer
she said
grieve not for the invisible
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
did you ever hear of

 



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