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sad poem

the old west, the old time
look out upon the stars, my love
which keeps
sun and wind and beat of sea
the air is full of dawn and spring
to come so soon to this imagined dark
sweet splendor
to be able to see every side of every question
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
so lost

 



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