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the pulsations of beating wings
lifted not for flight lifted only for light gleaning off downy soft born beneath cold stars dawn is cold the edge of drifts malleable in the caress of a vagrant wind unfounded even ungrounded a roving over plain and sky a roving for winds never die but twist and so they dash and go a turn a wisp a blow then they are away gone but for the trace of the drifting snow |
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