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There came a roar, like water, in his ear.
The mortal dust was laid. He seemed to be lying
In cool coffin of stone walls,
While memory slid towards a plunging weir.
The time that was, the time that migh have been
Find in this shell of stone a chance to kiss
Before they part eternally:
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