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all quiet along the potomac
high walls and huge
with joy and wonder
in mournful numbers
stern cold man
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
i went up and down the streets
birds against the april wind

 



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