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i expect you
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
softly now the light of day
there was a strangeness on your lips
on and on
sun and wind and beat of sea
i despise my friends more than you
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
perhaps it is no matter that you died
hang no wreath
with lips blood red and heart of stone
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
in their ragged regimentals

 



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