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dark wing
of midnights cloaked and sung as crystal eyes lilting to the sudden rise where fingers wrap and pull the moon to morn she sleeps and gone so soon that dawn is reddened ready how the mists are burnt and skipping flee across the pounded surf of middle bay with cold hard and tall rocks and pools that hid the sheltered world new in each pulse the world sleeps and dreams the world has as dreams it keeps |
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