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a pen of steel
some one complained to the master
i am the wind that wavers
gone are the three, those sisters rare
will you glimmer on the sea?
my mother taught me that every night
very well, you liberals
these be
gaily through the fields we danced
as a naked man i go
i expect you
when i looked into your eyes

 



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