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Golden God, filled with light Come

into this circle this night The harvest begun, but not yet done
So begins the Sun-Child's flight. Soaring bright, soaring
high Hurtling flaming through the sky
Tears of gold, both young and old Flow through fields of wheat
and rye.

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