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the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
and my name is truthful
sun and wind and beat of sea
see, from this counterfeit of him
with lips blood red and heart of stone
therefore i may not
i am old and blind
and still they walked on
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
the dawn was apple-green
all quiet along the potomac

 



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