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three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
when a deed is done for freedom
truely
by the rude bridge
i have to say good-night
have we no shame?
the meadow was creeping
the earth keeps some vibration going
doubtless i remember still
we break the glass whose sacred wine
in the cloud-gray mornings

 



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