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nature poem

never in all my life
there is a country full of wine
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
there is a city, builded by no hand
shadows lay along broadway
like eagles on up high
on and on
here falls no light
as i lie roofed in, screened in
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
as it
high-born race

 



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