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HERE my last words, and the most baffling,
Here the frailest leaves of me, and yet my strongest-
lasting,
Here I shade down and hide my thoughts—I do not
expose them,
And yet they expose me more than all my other
poems.
Here the frailest leaves of me, and yet my strongest-
lasting,
Here I shade down and hide my thoughts—I do not
expose them,
And yet they expose me more than all my other
poems.
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