.The yellow leaves fly with the wind
Covering the graves below
the willow
The old man stands in the doorway
Wiping his
eyes with soiled sleeve
He kneels at the foot of the
graves
And touches the time-worn epitaph
Blessed are the
pure in heart,
for they .
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