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bring me soft song
shadows lay along broadway
under a spreading chestnut tree
listen
desolate and lone
we break the glass whose sacred wine
now while my lips are living
he speaks not well
i have had one fear in my life
were it not for that singular smell
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
be in me as the eternal moods

 



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