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be not false
do you hear the rain?
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
passing through huddled and ugly walls
beneath my window in a city street
in the cloud-gray mornings
i do not pray for peace
i love to steal awhile away
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
up from the meadows rich with corn

 



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