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the meadow was creeping
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
here falls no light
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i cannot always feel his greatness
why do
one sweetly solemn thought
darkest, strangest mystery
often i think of the beautiful town
i am old and blind

 



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