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suicide poem

royal feast was done
since i have felt the sense of death
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
when i was a boy at college
i reside at table mountain
wheel me down by the meadow
a bird sang
it was the autumn of the year
there by the window in the old house
in new york harbor

 



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