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i make my shroud, but no one knows
earth travails
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
it was a tall young oysterman
the snow whispers about me
i see all human wits
there are three ways in which men take
have you heard
dark-eyed
but alas, just dreams
the old songs
in mournful numbers

 



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