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death poem

her face is fair and smooth and fine
in halls of sleep you wandered by
with her hair flaying wildly
soft as the bed in the earth
i love my life, but not too well
so fallen
high walls and huge
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
the ancient songs

 



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