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risen from the dead
shadows lay along broadway
could we but know
see, they return
with joy and wonder
a few more windy days
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
stuff of the moon
and my name is truthful
she said
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
gingham dog and the calico cat
give me
along a river-side

 



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