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memorial poem

darkest, strangest mystery
have you seen walking through the village
the air is like a butterfly
and my name is truthful
afraid no more, i say
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
with lips blood red and heart of stone
at dawn, he said

 



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