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i saw him once before
eighty years have passed, and more
melancholy, blue it was
i am in love with high far-seeing places
when the wind works against us in the dark
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
my son is dead and i am going blind
she burst fierce wine
love has been sung a thousand ways

 



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