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here lies a most beautiful lady
those black eyes i once so praised
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
all quiet along the potomac
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
out of me unworthy and unknown
daughters of time
i cannot always feel his greatness
white foam flower, red flame flower
the shadows of the ships
since i have felt the sense of death

 



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