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death poem

out of the window a sea of green trees
who will be naming the wind
if the red slayer think he slays
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
in and of itself
there were three in the meadow by the brook
within my hand i hold
little gate was reached at last
i can not tell you now
i have to say good-night

 



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