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STORMS have beaten on this point of land
And ships gone to wreck here
And the passers-by remember it
With talk on the deck at night
As they near it.

Fists have beaten on the face of this old prize-fighter
And his battles have held the sporting pages
And on the street they indicate him with their
Right fore-finger as one who once wore
A championship belt.

A hundred stories have been published and a thousand rumored
About why this tall dark man has divorced two beautiful
Young women
And married a third who resembles the first two
And they shake their heads and say, “There he
When he passes by in sunny weather or in rain
Along the city streets.

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Poem Cumulatives - Carl Sandburg