Away- Rosalia Castro
T Tom Billsborough
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Away from the cadences of waves
And the moaning of the wind,
Away from uncertain reflections
Lighting the wood and the cloud,
Away from the calls of passing birds,
Away from unknown rural scents
The west wind steals from valley or hills,
There are worlds where souls sinking
Under the world's weight find peace.
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