"And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, In the sun that is young once only, Time let me play and be Golden in the mercy of his means."
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"My love she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence, She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true like ice like fire. People carry roses, and make promises by the hours, My love she laughs like the flowers, Valentines can't buy her."
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"My birthday began with the water-
Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name
Above the farms and the white horses
And I rose
In a rainy autumn
And walked abroad in shower of all my days
High tide and the heron dived when I took the road
Over the border
And the gates
Of the town closed as the town awoke."
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