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i saw the clouds among the hills
see i give myself to you
the hypocritic days
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
there were three in the meadow by the brook
in their ragged regimentals
to some the fat gods
do not grieve that it is over

 



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