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we who stood
in the dark and peace of my final bed
i saw with open eyes
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
looking beyond
she knows a cheap release
calm as that second summer
my true love from her pillow rose
in may
i went up and down the streets
royal feast was done
the rain was over, and the brilliant air

 



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