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retirement poem

but alas, just dreams
gaily through the fields we danced
the snow whispers about me
when i looked into your eyes
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
your body's motion is like music
no prey am i of poor thoughts
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
be in me as the eternal moods
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
lo! 'tis a gala night
happiness
i know not where

 



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