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i saw him once before
daughter, thou art come to die
pushing out, struggling vainly
musing, between the sunset and the dark
but alas, just dreams
i am a woman
there are gains for all our losses
just as my fingers on these keys
death's nobility again
the stars fell from heaven
softly now the light of day

 



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