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First Line: They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars
Last Line: Can summon every face.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,
Like petals from a rose,
When suddenly across the June
A wind with fingers goes.
They perished in the seamless grass, --
No eye could find the place;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face.




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