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friendship poem

stern cold man
sun stepped down from his golden throne
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
why are the things that have no death
the pale day drowses on the western steep
if the red slayer think he slays
i said, i have shut my heart
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
there's one that i once loved so much
simplicity

 



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