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lost love poem

my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
i stand in the cold gray weather
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
what spiteful chance steals unawares
so lost
we break the glass whose sacred wine
as it
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
if i should die, think only this of me

 



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