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short love poem

last midnight
old wine to drink
be in me as the eternal moods
i have seen the proudest stars
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
gaily through the fields we danced
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
i go my way complacently
now while my lips are living
if it

 



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