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we break the glass whose sacred wine
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
we lay
sadly speaking
night was black and drear
in may
out of the window a sea of green trees
do the boys and girls still go
beautiful, tragical faces
were it not for that singular smell
under the harvest moon

 



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