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blossoms of babies
gone are the three, those sisters rare
do not grieve that it is over
this is the arsenal
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
what do i owe to you
the lightning flashed, and lifted
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
i can not tell you now
the sky
therefore i may not

 



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