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Lincoln Memorial
Moonlight everywhere, Dripping silently
Into little pools
On the white, white marble. Whispering shadows swaying gently. An impregnable silence
And peace.
Within— a massive figure. Intense vibrations of feeling
Swirling through.
Two burning eyes— a soul. Two pleading hands— a heart.
Strength in every fibre of his being. Alone, alone with God.
Moonlight falling through the doorway.
Dripping silently
Into little pools
On the white, white marble.
A. D., 30
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