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Immortality

The Snowman's deliquescence hath news for us.

Jim Crow

Originally he had a rattle and a bell

Turnpike

We on the turnpike going fast see signs

Idealist

Walking away, aimlessly, he goes

The New Year

It is the year's last night and the still end

Portrait

The pressure of night is on her

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