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death poem

she limps with halting painful pace
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
last midnight
dark-eyed
musing, between the sunset and the dark
the shadows of the ships
i heard the wind all day
afraid no more, i say
backward, turn backward
he speaks not well
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
with joy and wonder
she knows a cheap release

 



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