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Twilight
(After Richepin)
Light has flown!
Through the gray
The wind's way,
The sea's moan
Sound alone!
For the day
These repay
And atone!
Through the gray
The wind's way,
The sea's moan
Sound alone!
For the day
These repay
And atone!
Scarce I know,
Listening so
To the streams
Of the sea,
If old dreams
Sing to me!
Listening so
To the streams
Of the sea,
If old dreams
Sing to me!
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