August 28, 2009
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waterfalls of wind
thunder under night
cold stars and velvet sky
warm my heart to flight

O! a mourning howl

echoes my own soul’s wail

so long I have wandered

under blackened sail

dawn draws close
I almost can believe
that I am loved and lovely
and soon will find reprieve

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