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STRAY BIRDS 162 when you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, I can see your face and know you as bliss.

163 " learned say that your lights will one day be no more." said the fire-fly to the stars.

The stars made no answer.

164 In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to the nest of my silence. [49]