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darkest, strangest mystery
when i returned at sunset
in may
storm
i cannot always feel his greatness
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
i had over-prepared the event
under dusky laurel leaf
as evening falls
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
the air is full of dawn and spring
i am old and blind

 



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