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it was many and many a year ago
i have seen the proudest stars
little park that i pass through
i see all human wits
do not grieve that it is over
when i returned at sunset
as a white candle
rising moon has hid the stars
i heard the wind all day
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
what was it the engines said
she said
simplicity

 



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