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melancholy days have come
i fill this cup
grieve not for the invisible
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
that year
to clothe the fiery thought
the mountains they are silent folk
doubtless i remember still
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
when the hours of day are numbered
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale

 



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