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it was many and many a year ago
beneath my window in a city street
i have to say good-night
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
i make my shroud, but no one knows
i stood by the open casement
the air is like a butterfly
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
softly weeping
before the solemn bronze saint

 



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