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he came and took me by the hand
as evening falls
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
long has the summer sunlight shone
this is the arsenal
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
over the river they beckon to me
in their ragged regimentals
glass-blower of time
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces

 



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