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woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
the light withdrawn
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
love me at last, or if you will not
all quiet along the potomac
i burn no incense
darkest, strangest mystery
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
thou unrelenting past
thoughts through my head

 



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