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three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
looking beyond
all quiet along the potomac
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
a pen of steel
i despise my friends more than you
i love to steal awhile away
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
for then without
in september

 



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