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All those rains
Brought my walls
Tumbling down
The ground beneath
Is washed away.
Today
The sun is shining
It's cool and clear
Happy geese
are in the high meadow
And disappearing hares
turn to stone
I flew with Kestrels today
And felt their searching gaze
I'll build my walls again
There will be better days.

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