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we break the glass whose sacred wine
often is it not so?
days endeared to every muse
green afternoon serene and bright
he came and took me by the hand
uplifting, as the wind blew
winged shadows sweeping by
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
i am a woman
shadows lay along broadway
to come so soon to this imagined dark



 



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