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 ROSES and gold
For you today,
And the flash of flying flags.


 I will have
 Ashes,
 Dust in my hair,
Crushes of hoofs.


Your name
Fills the mouth
Of rich man and poor.

 Women bring
Armfuls of flowers
And throw on you.


 I go hungry
 Down in dreams
 And loneliness,
 Across the rain
 To slashed hills
Where men wait and hope for me.

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