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the darkness rolls upward
here falls no light
to come so soon to this imagined dark
made up of loveliness alone
be not angry with me
the pale day drowses on the western steep
brother, i am fire
what shall we do now
tell me not
there is a country full of wine
who will be naming the wind
along a river-side

 



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