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she limps with halting painful pace
blossoms of babies
in mournful numbers
long ago, in the young moonlight
brother, i am fire
stay no more
high-born race
awful truths these be
by the rude bridge
two rows of cabbages
a very remarkable history this is
as a white candle
in their ragged regimentals
what was it the engines said

 



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