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BLIND ALLEY by F. B. CAPERIL

First Line: OH, ON THE FOUR WINGS OF THE WIND
Last Line: STOPPED IN THE PASTURES, WALLED AND WINDY.
Subject(s): WIND;
Oh, on the four wings of the wind
I heard four tales of pity,
And I left my pastures far behind
And took my road to the city!
The road that ran through streets, and blind
Stopped in the pastures, walled and windy.



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