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hang no wreath
i stand in the cold gray weather
there are three ways in which men take
there by the window in the old house
doubtless i remember still
the sky
i am in love with high far-seeing places
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones

 



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