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best friend poem

my mother taught me that every night
a few more windy days
see i give myself to you
this is the ship of pearl
sweet splendor
when i was broke in london
one by one, like leaves from a tree
in the dark and peace of my final bed
that year
of sun nor stars
i am in love with high far-seeing places

 



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