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broken heart poem

he speaks not well
our pleasant moments fly
just now
doubtless i remember still
by the shore, by the sea
they in the darkness gather and ask
the air is full of dawn and spring
i stood by the open casement
i make my shroud, but no one knows
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
lady, your heart has turned to dust
i had a dream and i awoke with it
thou unrelenting past

 



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