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the shadows of the ships
stuff of the moon
a mile behind
i have cast the world
when i was a boy at college
when i returned at sunset
very well, you liberals
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
in mournful numbers
melancholy days have come
a flying word from here and there
a life on the ocean wave
lived by the river-side

 



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