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perhaps it is no matter that you died
some of the hurts you have cured
had he and i but met
long ago, in the young moonlight
uplifting, as the wind blew
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
happiness
eighty years have passed, and more
the little white prayers
the swan existing
as it
this is the arsenal
day is done

 



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