His thoughts, delivered to me From the white coverlet and pillow, I see now, were inheritances- Delicate riders of the storm. (Hart Crane)

His thoughts, delivered to me From the white coverlet and pillow, I see now, were inheritances- Delicate riders of the storm.

Hart Crane

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