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there was never a sound beside the wood but one
pushing out, struggling vainly
i expect you
stand here by my side
beautiful, tragical faces
i am dying
winged shadows sweeping by
long has the summer sunlight shone
the pale day drowses on the western steep
the long resounding marble corridors
i had a dream and i awoke with it
a pen of steel


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