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one with you
once this soft turf
i see all human wits
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
hang no wreath
when a deed is done for freedom
before the solemn bronze saint
i love my hour of wind and light
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces

 



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