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still her gray rocks tower above the sea
she knows a cheap release
there is no escape by the river
up from the meadows rich with corn
if i were very sure
wheel me down by the meadow
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
to be able to see every side of every question
which i wish to remark
a look is but a ray

 



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