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let me move slowly through the street
i stood
let us pity those who are better off than we are
so fallen
the fragrance came
hang no wreath
have you heard
pushing out, struggling vainly
and still they walked on
skies they were ashen and sober
to clothe the fiery thought
master of human destinies am i
arched the flood

 



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