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thou unrelenting past
often i think of the beautiful town
when i go back to earth
all my love for my sweet
a mist was driving down
i saw god. do you doubt it?
pushing out, struggling vainly
you say you love me
when a deed is done for freedom
all quiet along the potomac
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
gone before us

 



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