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friendship poem

it was the autumn of the year
this is the ship of pearl
risen from the dead
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
softly weeping
why then, must we see?
with the sunset
there are gains for all our losses
musing, between the sunset and the dark
i hold your heart

 



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