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pumpkin poem

a bird sang
when i returned at sunset
this ancient silver bowl of mine
there was a strangeness on your lips
you say you love me
is there anybody there
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
it was the autumn of the year
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
love has been sung a thousand ways
over the river, on the hill

 



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