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autumn poetry

i am in love with high far-seeing places
in an old chamber softly lit
i stand in the cold gray weather
before the solemn bronze saint
we who stood
there were three in the meadow by the brook
hang no wreath
the stars fell from heaven
melancholy days have come

 



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