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through the broad earth's aching breast
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
though love repine, and reason chafe
there was a time in former years
they ask me where i've been
the body may confine
some of the hurts you have cured
some one complained to the master
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
roses and gold

 



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