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love friendship poem

these be
let us plant
since i have felt the sense of death
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
skies they were ashen and sober
happiness
there is an hour of peaceful rest
there is no flock, however watched and tended
let us express our baser passions
i have had one fear in my life
when you come tonight
some one complained to the master
she knows a cheap release

 



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