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our pleasant moments fly
i went up and down the streets
this is the arsenal
daughters of time
to come so soon to this imagined dark
there is an hour of peaceful rest
often is it not so?
and so it goes
friend, whose smile has come to be
she knows a cheap release
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon

 



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