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autumn poem

in their ragged regimentals
in the sphere
why are the things that have no death
some one complained to the master
passing through huddled and ugly walls
a look is but a ray
little gate was reached at last
along a river-side
i reside at table mountain
the snow whispers about me
a pen of steel

 



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