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Mar 25, 1995 07:57 AM
by Nicholas Weeks
The Outcast Sometimes when alone At the dark close of day, Men meet an outlawed majesty And hurry away. They come to the lighted house; They talk to their dear; They crucify the mystery With words of good cheer. When love and life are over, And flights at an end, On the outcast majesty They lean as a friend. AE