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Deeds By the Way

Deeds gone by the way

Spill into life's shade,

And bring me to call

Forth what makes death small.


Time gone by the shore

To and fro I breath

All the more,

And bring forth to me,

The cold spring of water's death.


Words gone by the wind

Sing in the trees

And call forth to me a friend

Who says with dancing feet

'Love is words, love is breath'


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