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i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
i had a dream and i awoke with it
beneath my window in a city street
i said, i have shut my heart
she heard the children playing in the sun
and my name is truthful
glooms of the live-oaks
and so it goes
in halls of sleep you wandered by
renew the vision of delight
friend, whose smile has come to be
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true

 



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