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I wrote a few back then, but I thought these were the only ones worth keeping. They just came to me, out of the blue, but it has never happened again since that time. UNTITLED Wear your pain like winter, friends, And breathe your breath like snow – Forgive me, for I came too late And kiss me as you go. I'll sow my fields with salt, my friends, May they grow brown and bare! I'll strew it over all my crops And ashes on my hair. So if I must, I'll die, my friends,, But until then I'll fight: Because I loved the stars so much I will not fear the night. THE END OF WORDS Where do the raven children go When the last day i