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and my name is truthful
let me move slowly through the street
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
with joy and wonder
night was black and drear
i had a dream and i awoke with it
eighty years have passed, and more
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
our pleasant moments fly
awful truths these be
old wine to drink

 



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