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The Junkman And Other Poems :: by Richard Le Gallienne

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When I Am Gone

When I am gone, over the silent sky

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The birds will fly—

Ah! how the birds will sing

When I am gone;

And the blue eye

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Of some unborn and beautiful young thing

Will watch them fly,

And her young heart will break to hear them sing—

When I am gone.