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teen poem

a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
through the broad earth's aching breast
when you come tonight
up from the meadows rich with corn
looking beyond
the snow whispers about me
she burst fierce wine
shades of night were falling fast
in mournful numbers
and still they walked on
which keeps
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens

 



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