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they ask me where i've been
sleep, gray brother of death
for truth, for love
never in all my life
it was a tall young oysterman
through the broad earth's aching breast
i saw the clouds among the hills
skies they were ashen and sober
you are beautiful and faded
the earth keeps some vibration going
i saw him once before

 



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