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sad poem

in mournful numbers
up from the south at break of day
i can not tell you now
i gazed upon the glorious sky
over the river they beckon to me
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
uplifting, as the wind blew
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong

 



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