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sorry poem

i bid them all farewell
a look is but a ray
stir
there are gains for all our losses
give me
some one complained to the master
in the cloud-gray mornings
let us pity those who are better off than we are
god
in and of itself
which i wish to remark
listen to the sounding sea

 



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