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“She belongs to the future

To the winds of the west sea

And the candles in the hallway

She dances wildly with the spiders

Sings with the turn of the stars

And cries amongst the earthquakes

And ghostly thunderstorms

Like those that sneak away in the night

She belongs to the fire

To the silver and mist in the woods

To the snow and the silence

But not to me.”

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