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be in me as the eternal moods
before the solemn bronze saint
and still they walked on
why are the things that have no death
hang no wreath
who loves the rain
skies they were ashen and sober
in his guarded tent
do you remember
what was it the engines said
with the meek, brown eyes
roses and gold
desolate and lone

 



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