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roses and gold
in the cloud-gray mornings
friend, whose smile has come to be
braided and woven
they in the darkness gather and ask
these be
shades of night were falling fast
their beautiful hair
listen
over the river they beckon to me
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
muffled drum's sad roll has beat

 



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