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i have heard them in the night
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
i am a woman
beneath the warrior's helm
do not grieve that it is over
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
shadows lay along broadway
the fragrance came
tell me not
the air is like a butterfly

 



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