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i said, i have shut my heart
the air is like a butterfly
simplicity
do i like it
come down at dawn from windless hills
a storm is riding on the tide
in the sphere
city that is not a city
i said
why so sad my lovely one?
love me at last, or if you will not
i reside at table mountain
i cannot always feel his greatness

 



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