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pushing out, struggling vainly
calm as that second summer
there were three in the meadow by the brook
within my hand i hold
little park that i pass through
by the rude bridge
little gate was reached at last
and so it goes
i make my shroud, but no one knows
from our hidden places
since, if you stood by my side today

 



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