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suicide poem

i shake my hair in the wind of morning
if i should die, think only this of me
your body's motion is like music
i hold your heart
doubtless i remember still
i am a woman
uplifting, as the wind blew
old wine to drink
moonlight deep and tender
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans

 



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