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sad poem

a bird sang
since i have felt the sense of death
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
there were three in the meadow by the brook
i have cast the world
when i go back to earth
we lay
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
i loved a woman

 



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