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love friendship poem

these be
there is no flock, however watched and tended
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
night was black and drear
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
i am fevered
so fallen
she heard the children playing in the sun
world that changes under my hand
before the solemn bronze saint
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
roses and gold

 



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