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broken heart poem

let us pity those who are better off than we are
tell me less or tell me more
i love my life, but not too well
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
hang no wreath
i have had one fear in my life
i saw the clouds among the hills

 



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