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Carl Sandburg - Lost
Work rating: Medium

Desolate and lone 
All night long on the lake 
Where fog trails and mist creeps, 
The whistle of a boat 
Calls and cries unendingly, 
Like some lost child 
In tears and trouble 
Hunting the harbor`s breast 
And the harbor`s eyes.
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