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in new york harbor
two rows of cabbages
under the harvest moon
in the dark and peace of my final bed
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
master of human destinies am i
here falls no light
my true love from her pillow rose
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
leave the lovely words unsaid
listen

 



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