Stephen Maria Crane

There came whisperings in the winds

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There came whisperings in the winds

There came whisperings in the winds: "Good-bye! Good-bye!" Little voices called in the darkness: "Good-bye! Good-bye!" Then I stretched forth my arms. "No — no — " There came whisperings in the wind "Good-bye! Good-bye!" Little voices called in the darkness: "Good-bye! Good-bye!"