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my son is dead and i am going blind
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
sweet splendor
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
truely
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
the air is like a butterfly
simply speaking
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
to clothe the fiery thought

 



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