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i loathed you
wheel me down by the meadow
the little white prayers
the darkness
here falls no light
she was a beauty in the days
they ask me where i've been
the lightning flashed, and lifted
let us pity those who are better off than we are
sweet and strong
shadows lay along broadway
my soul is a dark ploughed field
there were three in the meadow by the brook

 



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