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the dawn was apple-green
what shall we do now
lo! 'tis a gala night
babylon-where i go dreaming
the meadow was creeping
my son is dead and i am going blind
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
out of the sparkling sea
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
i expect you

 



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