Poem by Stephen Crane

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You tell me this is God?
I tell you this is a printed list,
A burning candle, and an ass.

1. Many red devils ran from my heart
2. Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground
3. A slant of sun on dull brown walls
4. I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night
5. And you love me

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