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perhaps
it was many and many a year ago
pushing out, struggling vainly
i went up and down the streets
a thousand silent years ago
before the solemn bronze saint
night was black and drear
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
here lies a most beautiful lady
little park that i pass through

 



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