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she might have known it in the earlier spring
glass-blower of time
beside a stricken field
i never knew the earth had so much gold
pushing out, struggling vainly
the dawn was apple-green
last midnight
i know not where
shadows lay along broadway
be not angry with me
is there anybody there
he'd even have his joke
long has the summer sunlight shone

 



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