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those black eyes i once so praised
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
why then, must we see?
come down at dawn from windless hills
i am old and blind
a life on the ocean wave
there are gains for all our losses
if i were very sure
beautiful, tragical faces

 



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