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there are three ways in which men take
when you come tonight
i see all human wits
beneath my window in a city street
in the cloud-gray mornings
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
like eagles on up high
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
high walls and huge
you are clear
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces

 



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