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made up of loveliness alone
this is the arsenal
eighty years have passed, and more
gone before us
thou unrelenting past
no prey am i of poor thoughts
see, from this counterfeit of him
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
before the solemn bronze saint

 



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