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graduation poem

he came and took me by the hand
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
the sun is up
see, they return
it was a tall young oysterman
lo! 'tis a gala night
some one complained to the master
i've won the race
but alas, just dreams
truely
i bid them all farewell
in the cloud-gray mornings

 



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