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good bye poem

by the rude bridge
if i were very sure
i heard the wind all day
at dawn, he said
under dusky laurel leaf
like eagles on up high
blossoms of babies
these be
music i heard with you was more than music
stay no more
she limps with halting painful pace
a flying word from here and there
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor

 



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