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Dying! Dying in the night!

Wont somebody bring the light

So I can see which way to go

Into the Everlasting snow?

And “Jesus”! Where is Jesus gone?

They said that Jesus – always came –

Perhaps he doesn’t know the House –

This way, Jesus, Let him pass!

Somebody run to the great gate

And see if Dollie’s coming! Wait!

I hear her feet opon the stair!

Death wont hurt – now Dollie’s here!

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