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afraid no more, i say
the agony of having too much power
perhaps it is no matter that you died
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
the little white prayers
the ancient songs
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
weak-winged is song
the darkness
uplifting, as the wind blew
in mournful numbers

 



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