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tell me not
there are gains for all our losses
it was many and many a year ago
through the broad earth's aching breast
do the boys and girls still go
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
to come so soon to this imagined dark
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
above them all, looking down

 



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