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melancholy, blue it was
the stars fell from heaven
as it
among the mountains i wandered
the arches of the red bridge
when the hours of day are numbered
moonlight deep and tender
when i returned at sunset
the earth keeps some vibration going
the light withdrawn
there was never a sound beside the wood but one

 



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