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railroad yard in San Jose I wandered desolate in front of a tank factory and sat on a bench near the switchman's shack
A flower lay on the hay on the asphalt highway —the dread hay flower I thought—It had a brittle black stem and corolla of y...
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Love came back at fall o' dew,
Playing his old part;
But I had a word or
That would break his heart
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The boat ploughed on
Now Alcatraz was past And all the grey waves flamed to red again At the dead sun's last glimmer
Far and vast The Sausalito lights burned suddenly In little dots and clumps, as if a pen Had scrawled vague lines of gol...
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EN rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning For idle dreams of things which cannot be: Today,
I will not seek the shadowy region; Its unsustaining vastnes...
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