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friendship poem

to clothe the fiery thought
had he and i but met
i gazed upon the glorious sky
let us express our baser passions
if i should die, think only this of me
were it not for that singular smell
lived by the river-side
my soul is a dark ploughed field
the agony of having too much power

 



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