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they may talk of love in a cottage
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
wheel me down by the meadow
they in the darkness gather and ask
when the wind works against us in the dark
the old west, the old time
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
all quiet along the potomac
noises that strive to tear
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room

 



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