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funeral poem

skies they were ashen and sober
with the sunset
i shall see a star tonight
in the cloud-gray mornings
there is a city, builded by no hand
at midnight
the swan existing
i do not pray for peace
stay no more
there by the window in the old house
risen from the dead

 



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