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death poem

how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
i expect you
i cannot always feel his greatness
leave the lovely words unsaid
i heard the wind all day
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
thoughts through my head
at midnight
look out upon the stars, my love

 



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