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retirement poem

high walls and huge
it was the autumn of the year
over the river they beckon to me
in the cloud-gray mornings
see, from this counterfeit of him
as it
thoughts through my head
all within and all without me
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
i can not tell you now
good woman
simply speaking
with lips blood red and heart of stone
up from the meadows rich with corn

 



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