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Poem: May Day



Between the twilight of spring and summer.


The Hunter has come for the May Queen.


In fields of gold and beds of flower.


He plows her land, so fertile and green.

Erect the may pole.


So we may dance.


The Hunter has come, God is here!


His crown the golden disk of sun


Reigning in summer yet another year.


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