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it was a tall young oysterman
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
full of tears
some one complained to the master
long ago, in the young moonlight
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
stir
i saw the clouds among the hills
i hold your heart
a mist was driving down

 



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