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my son is dead and i am going blind
i saw the first pear
which i wish to remark
old wine to drink
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
love has been sung a thousand ways
moonlight deep and tender
i know not where
glooms of the live-oaks
i loved a woman
but i cannot read you now
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways

 



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