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Of my sister's hand I have felt no wrath Nor empty precaution All is a wild flowing river Allowed to run free And in her heart I am grown A part of the womb of our mother A tree which never falls Yet under I lay asleep in peace
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May 27
May 27, 2026 at 2:49 PM UTC
Of A Sisters Hand
Of my sister's hand I have felt no wrath Nor empty precaution All is a wild flowing river Allowed to run free And in her heart I am grown A part of the womb of our mother A tree which never falls Yet under I lay asleep in peace
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May 27
May 27, 2026 at 2:49 PM UTC
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