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i do not pray for peace
rocked in the cradle of the deep
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
perhaps it is no matter that you died
there is no flock, however watched and tended
the hypocritic days
you are my companion
in the cloud-gray mornings
what was it the engines said

 



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