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i had a dream and i awoke with it
i love the old melodious lays
were it not for that singular smell
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
blossoms of babies
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
last midnight
i am the wind that wavers
darkest, strangest mystery
one sweetly solemn thought
all within and all without me
over the river they beckon to me
some one complained to the master
when i was a boy at college

 



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