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do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
and breaketh bread no more
green afternoon serene and bright
i despise my friends more than you
let me be sad
for then without
when night drifts along the streets of the city
in mournful numbers
mysterious night
shadows lay along broadway
there is a country full of wine
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
just now

 



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