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above them all, looking down
tripping up, falling down
in their ragged regimentals
when the hours of day are numbered
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
beside a stricken field
perhaps it is no matter that you died
i stood by the open casement
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
desolate and lone

 



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