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romantic love poem

and my name is truthful
just as my fingers on these keys
you are beautiful and faded
blossoms of babies
sun stepped down from his golden throne
in his guarded tent
some one complained to the master
the agony of having too much power
listen
up from the meadows rich with corn
we who stood

 



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