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break up poem

my soul is a dark ploughed field
these be
i saw god. do you doubt it?
lady, your heart has turned to dust
i am in love with high far-seeing places
i have to say good-night
there by the window in the old house
the ancient songs
her face is fair and smooth and fine
where shall i find you
when i was a boy at college
there is an hour of peaceful rest
the long resounding marble corridors
when the veil from the eyes is lifted

 



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