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never in all my life
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
i stand in the cold gray weather
we who stood
shades of night were falling fast
as evening falls
to come so soon to this imagined dark
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
a storm is riding on the tide
our pleasant moments fly

 



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