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we who stood
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
just as my fingers on these keys
she said
beautiful
i love my life, but not too well
in an old chamber softly lit
not from the whole wide world
see, from this counterfeit of him
i expect you
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
i am old and blind

 



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