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i stand in the cold gray weather
stuff of the moon
listen
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
lady, your heart has turned to dust
have you heard
the light withdrawn
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
i stood by the open casement
hang no wreath
beside a stricken field

 



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