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i loathed you
you are beautiful and faded
the pale day drowses on the western steep
uplifting, as the wind blew
as a white candle
and my name is truthful
over the river they beckon to me
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
out of the deep and the dark
be not false

 



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