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sad poem

simplicity
passing through huddled and ugly walls
we who stood
the lightning flashed, and lifted
i see all human wits
i am in love with high far-seeing places
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
i go my way complacently
the swan existing
stir
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies

 



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