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within my hand i hold
rising moon has hid the stars
i loathed you
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
above them all, looking down
up and down he goes
i have cast the world
for then without
shades of night were falling fast
i reside at table mountain
the snow whispers about me

 



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