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winged shadows sweeping by
daughter, thou art come to die
the fragrance came
she limps with halting painful pace
eighty years have passed, and more
did you ever see an alligator
since, if you stood by my side today
stand here by my side
in your arms was still delight
be in me as the eternal moods
at midnight
in the cloud-gray mornings

 



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