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while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
sweet with fern and rose
as evening falls
just now
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
for then without
there are gains for all our losses
in your flight
out of me unworthy and unknown
now while my lips are living
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
shadows lay along broadway
three years ago today

 



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