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sleep sweetly in your humble graves
stuff of the moon
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
all my love for my sweet
gone are the three, those sisters rare
a few more windy days
why do
come down at dawn from windless hills
i have cast the world
a storm is riding on the tide

 



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