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when i was broke in london
i said, i have shut my heart
with joy and wonder
her face is fair and smooth and fine
i fill this cup
see, from this counterfeit of him
at dawn, he said
under a spreading chestnut tree
give me
though i am little as all little things
i do not pray for peace

 



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