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i am old and blind
glooms of the live-oaks
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
beneath the warrior's helm
did you ever see an alligator
before the solemn bronze saint
i make my shroud, but no one knows
those black eyes i once so praised
i think it just splendid

 



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