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That open before me? What I see
Dismal, endless plain—
shaded by live oaks and bottlebrush trees
They tear apart the mist, it is as though,
Where does this all end? What is the vanishing
I've drifted somewhat from the distant heart
Through the back of the picture at the patch of white
and chaste, lovely as lakes to the retired men
Toward something that the world is pointing toward
I am sleeping, and dreaming, and wandering along
Would their world not remain comfortably
Figures of light and dark, these two are walking
I've drifted somewhat from the distant heart
Not daring to oppose
Amid the gloom, there, on the pole, stands black
Like some poor wounded wretch—long left for dead
Between the high and the low, in this night.
Sculpting each tree to fit your ghostly form
Want anything said at all, which I still doubt)
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