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VAGARIES, by                    
First Line: When windows gleam against the coming night
Last Line: I love the roads that wind beneath green trees.
Subject(s): Wishes


When windows gleam against the coming night,
And I, from darker shadows, glance within
At cheery comfort shining in that light,
Strange longings in my heart begin
To stir a hope that some day I may find
A home, and treasures such as these.
Yet, with the dawn I leave this thought behind --
I love the roads that wind beneath green trees.





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