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gothic poetry

therefore i may not
my sorrow, when she's here with me
full of tears
i go my way complacently
in new york harbor
i make my shroud, but no one knows
these be
as evening falls
there were three in the meadow by the brook
truely
perhaps it is no matter that you died

 



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