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now while my lips are living
night was black and drear
a storm is riding on the tide
leave the lovely words unsaid
i stood by the open casement
still thirteen years
day is done
it was the autumn of the year
and breaketh bread no more
with joy and wonder
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white

 



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