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Behind a mirror; there is a shadow
Behind a mirror, there’s shadow And gloomy sleep, your way I want to try — where it will lead And where there is the seaport. I see, the flag hanging upon a ship, And you, on deck, standing, all alone, You — in the smoke & sound of train, the fields In grieving of…
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A minor bird
I have wished a bird would fly away, And not sing by my house all day; Have clapped my hands at him from the door, When it seemed as if I could bear no more. The fault must partly have been in me. The bird was not to blame for his key. And…