Poem: Reconciliation

Recon­cil­i­a­tion –Walt Whit­man Word over all, beau­ti­ful as the sky, Beau­ti­ful that war and all its deeds of car­nage must in time be         utter­ly lost, That the hands of the sis­ter Death and Night incessantly …

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