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— Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

…

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verb

To make to agree or correspond; to suit one thing to another; to adjust.

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FANTASY IN PURPLE

10 lines
Langston Hughes·1901–1967·Harlem Renaissance
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eat the drums of tragedy for me.Beat the drums of tragedy and death.And let the choir sing a stormy songTo drown the rattle of my dying breath. Beat the drums of tragedy for me,And let the white violins whir thin and slow,But blow one blaring trumpet note of sunTo go with meto the darknesswhere I go.
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