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lost love poem

high-born race
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
one with you
into the silent land
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
sun and wind and beat of sea
we lay
under a spreading chestnut tree
a thousand silent years ago
though i am little as all little things
as it
gone before us

 



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