The stairway sits empty In silent echoes from yesterday When so much Filled the halls, darkly, Like a performance at Carnegie Hall After all the music dies On one cacophonous note
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Many years ago, this day, As lingering clouds Brought out the morning rays, I heard the east wind drown In the sound of the ocean spray. She came in nightly On a foaming swell, Lady floating lightly On a seaborne shell. “Oh bury me not …
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