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my sorrow, when she's here with me
i said
melancholy days have come
my son is dead and i am going blind
i am in love with high far-seeing places
burly, dozing humble-bee
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
who is the runner in the skies
when the hours of day are numbered

 



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