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autumn poem

long ago, in the young moonlight
a mist was driving down
i know what you're going to say
rocked in the cradle of the deep
look out upon the stars, my love
what spiteful chance steals unawares
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
to be able to see every side of every question
i am singing to you
there are gains for all our losses

 



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