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when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
so fallen
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
when i returned at sunset
the meadow was creeping
when the wind works against us in the dark
i am fevered
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
if it

 



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