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Aedh Hears The Cry Of The Sedge
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I wander by the edge
Of this desolate lake
Where wind cries in the sedge
Until the axle break

That keeps the stars in their round

And hands hurl in the deep

The banners of East and West

And the girdle of light is unbound,

Your breast will not lie by the breast

Of your beloved in sleep
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