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Changing Winds

THE FIRST BOOK OF CHANGING WINDS

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There are waters blown by changing winds to laughter, And lit by the rich skies, all day. And after, Frost, with a gesture, stays the winds that dance And wandering loveliness. He leaves a white, Unbroken glory, a gathered radiance, A width, a shining peace, under the night. Rupert Brooke.

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