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Did I listen for your words throughout the sunbright spring,

find your heart-threads under woven summer moons,

or feel your touch inside the travel-songs of autumn?

Did I hear your warmth above the windbourne winter gale?

When did the seasons turn the world for us?

And how did my soul come home to you,

when I was born too early, and you were born too far?


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