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these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
afraid no more, i say
i make my shroud, but no one knows
i stood by the open casement
just now
roses and gold
she knows a cheap release
for then without
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
i've won the race
green afternoon serene and bright
by the rude bridge
among the mountains i wandered
as a white candle

 



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