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a storm is riding on the tide
in the cloud-gray mornings
and still they walked on
i cannot always feel his greatness
she limps with halting painful pace
all down the years
i bid them all farewell
we lay
there's one that i once loved so much
she might have known it in the earlier spring
winged shadows sweeping by

 



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