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in an old chamber softly lit
in and of itself
mysterious night
love has been sung a thousand ways
there is no flock, however watched and tended
often i think of the beautiful town
why then, must we see?
i had a dream and i awoke with it
god
i am the wind that wavers
rocked in the cradle of the deep

 



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