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in new york harbor
it was many and many a year ago
grieve not for the invisible
she limps with halting painful pace
in the dark and peace of my final bed
i walk down the garden paths
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
she must go back, she said
darkest, strangest mystery
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you

 



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