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sad death poem

let me move slowly through the street
a look is but a ray
i said
when night drifts along the streets of the city
what do i owe to you
when, full of warm and eager love
could we but know
i love my life, but not too well
with the sunset
my true love from her pillow rose
night was black and drear

 



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