Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Many red devils ran from my heart
And out upon the page,
They were so tiny
The pen could mash them.
And many struggled in the ink.
It was strange
To write in this red muck
Of things from my heart.

1. Love walked alone
2. If there is a witness to my little life
3. To the maiden
4. Charity thou art a lie
5. Many workmen

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