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love poem

the saddest of the year
thoughts through my head
gone are the three, those sisters rare
give me hunger
when i returned at sunset
once this soft turf
with the sunset
for truth, for love
my soul is a dark ploughed field
i fill this cup
she was a beauty in the days

 



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