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i loved a woman
my soul is a dark ploughed field
sweet with fern and rose
star-dust and vaporous light
one with you
thoughts through my head
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
beneath my window in a city street
afraid no more, i say
grieve not for the invisible
better than granite
eighty years have passed, and more
winged shadows sweeping by

 



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