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STRAY BIRDS 144 sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. It sings to me in the night,—"I loved you."

145 flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. Save me from the dying embers, hidden under ashes.

146 my stars in the sky, But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. [44]