.The black-streak, bag-eyed husbands
Move waiting to be widowed
By the passing of familiar skies
And all we've come to know
Our shadows have my sympathy
For they must never wish to be
Joined beneath, unwilling
Our endless, restless feet
So praise be the break of d.
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