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friendship poetry

melancholy days have come
if the red slayer think he slays
among the mountains i wandered
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
just now
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
a bird sang
be not false
sad are they who know not love
tell me less or tell me more

 



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