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"The many men, so beautiful!
And they all dead did lie;
And a thousand thousand slimy things
Lived on and so did I."
Ecce PuerOf the dark pastA child is born;With joy and griefMy heart is torn.Calm in his cradleThe living lies.May love and mercyUnclose his eyes!Young life is breathedOn the glass;The world that was notComes to pass.A child is sleeping:An old man gone.O, father forsaken,Forgive your son!
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