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Winter Dawn

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Green star Sirius     Dribbling over the lake;     The stars have gone so far on their road,     Yet we're awake!     Without a sound     The new young year comes in     And is half-way over the lake.     We must begin     Again. This love so full     Of hate has hurt us so,     We lie side by side     Moored - but no,     Let me get up     And wash quite clean     Of this hate. -     So green     The great star goes!     I am washed quite clean,     Quite clean of it all.     But e'en     So cold, so cold and clean     Now the hate is gone!     It is all no good,     I am chilled to the bone     Now the hate is gone;     There is nothing left;     I am pure like bone,     Of all feeling bereft.

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