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Now I lay (with everywhere around)
me (the great dim deep sound of rain; and of always and of nowhere) and what a gently welcoming darkestness - now I lay me down (in a most steep more than music) feeling that sunlight is (life and day are) only loaned: whereas night is given (night and death and the rain are given; and given is how beautifully snow) now I lay me down to dream of (nothing I or any somebody or you can begin to begin to imagine) something which nobody may keep. now I lay me down to dream of Spring
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