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shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
listen
passing through huddled and ugly walls
do not turn your head
since, if you stood by my side today
in all things not spoken of
among the mountains i wandered
this ancient silver bowl of mine
babylon-where i go dreaming
which keeps
i gazed upon the glorious sky
why then, must we see?

 



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