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So I turned and wept for you

In the warming sun.

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My face wet and glittering,

Now deep blue

And teardrops roll away my pain.

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They - like tiny precious stones

Confound my sight

Their altering hue,

Mock the sky - as a sky at night

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Pain drops out in glistening colours

The likeness of a constellation

Jewels liquid with pain

Bring light and lightness to my heart

And I, in turn, think on you.