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fall poem

night was black and drear
little park that i pass through
i loved a woman
lo! 'tis a gala night
some of the hurts you have cured
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
to some the fat gods
old wine to drink
passing through huddled and ugly walls
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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