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blowing from the far west
caress me to wild
and send my worries to rest
Let it blow me like a balloon
to beyond the moon
where my feelings
fiercely fired like a hurricane
by cares weighing in tones
would cease to whisper tunes
There, a sweet peaceful hallowed
halo shall shine upon my frail frame
and I shall behold the foremost firmament
in its fabulous force
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