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suicide poem

i am the wind that wavers
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
music i heard with you was more than music
i am fevered
when freedom from her mountain height
since i have felt the sense of death
like eagles on up high
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
there is a city, builded by no hand

 



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