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bye bye shadowlandsthe term is overand all the holidays have begunnow she walks on fresh fieldsher tracks are on the landshe is everywhere and noplacewhen its dark and evening fallsshe moves among menthey would seek to have heras a prizebut she is in the shadowsocean and the sandshe is everywhere and noplaceher church not made with handsnot contained by manshe dancing high as cloudsfaster than the arrowstraight as any crow that fliesacross great seas she travelsup through rising landsshe is everywhere and noplaceher church not made with handsisn't that a pretty sunsetting in a pretty sky?will we stay and watch it darkenthe church not made with handsnot contained by manthat precious placeunmadeby man
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