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lost love poem

sadly speaking
a bird sang
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
i know not where
gloom
have you seen walking through the village
perhaps it is no matter that you died
from floor to ceiling
i go my way complacently
under dusky laurel leaf
this is the ship of pearl
beside a stricken field

 



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