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i cannot always feel his greatness
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
by the rude bridge
to be able to see every side of every question
gaily through the fields we danced
you are clear
the poets tell
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
beneath my window in a city street
when you come tonight

 



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