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- The eyeless labourer in the night
the selfless, shapeless seed I hold,20 lines, 14 comments - Under the death of winter's leaves he lies
who cried to Nothing and the terrible night18 lines, 20 comments - In the vine-shadows on the veranda;
under the yellow leaves, in the cooling sun,16 lines, 7 comments
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