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birds against the april wind
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
into the silent land
the ships are lying in the bay
afraid no more, i say
daughter, thou art come to die
often is it not so?
rising moon has hid the stars
softly weeping
where shall i find you
three years ago today

 



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