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suicide poem

there is a country full of wine
night was black and drear
if the red slayer think he slays
the lightning flashed, and lifted
the ancient songs
quietly, with reverance, in awe
listen
thoughts through my head
in new york harbor
long ago, in the young moonlight
made up of loveliness alone
a very remarkable history this is
when i looked into your eyes

 



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