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these be
eighty years have passed, and more
take my bracelets
a bird sang
beautiful, tragical faces
backward, turn backward
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
beside a stricken field
under the harvest moon
i despise my friends more than you
all my love for my sweet

 



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