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sorry poem

are you awake?
when the hours of day are numbered
the light withdrawn
splendid and terrible your love
desolate and lone
i gazed upon the glorious sky
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
now while my lips are living
last midnight
this is the ship of pearl

 



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