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sad love poem

my soul is a dark ploughed field
tripping up, falling down
when freedom from her mountain height
once this soft turf
sweet splendor
have you heard
i bid them all farewell
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
the darkness
storm
let me be sad

 



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