by Carl Sandburg
The buffaloes are gone.
And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.
And those who saw buffaloes by thousands and how they pawed the prairie sod into dust with their great hoofs, their great heads down pawing on in a pageant of dusk,
Those who saw the buffaloes are gone.
And the buffaloes are gone.
Buffalo charms can be found here.
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