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The Dreamer
by:
Elsie Lanier
I ride on the riotous clouds of dawn
And the roughened waves of the sea.
I know how the horns of the
moon
are made
And the grey crag's mystery.
Borne aloft by the whirlwind's rage
I rush through
eternity
.
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