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content At dawning of the day Then, hand in hand, we lovers went To see the flock at play. And as we wended down the road I said to her, "sweet maid, Three
Once upon a time as in Ancient history High upon a hill in a shroud Of mystery Loomed the abbey as we Journeyed through the night And wended our
Obscuring the wended path Murmuring against my chest Warm and vulnerable I cradle life precious against the gloom Beyond its cloying miasma The crystalline
a burning hand A hope absolved Cold eyed specter of A memory, a memory Left to fade Endless high, wended path always scattered Alluring dream, blindly it
forsaken, untaken, unmoored I've wended my way To the furthest of lakes And returned to the city To leave notes in the walls When craters unsealed Ancient
Out field field woof looked world descended Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills
the twain are single And the sun of love has set. 'tis rough the way we wended There are clouds across the sun For the sowing time is ended
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