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the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
she knows a cheap release
in the dark and peace of my final bed
hang no wreath
in mournful numbers
once this soft turf
i love the old melodious lays
do the boys and girls still go
skies they were ashen and sober
since i have felt the sense of death
when freedom from her mountain height

 



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