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the body may confine
under a spreading chestnut tree
when the hours of day are numbered
with joy and wonder
when freedom from her mountain height
be in me as the eternal moods
i see all human wits
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
friend, whose smile has come to be
i said, i have shut my heart

 



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