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i miss you poem

perhaps it is no matter that you died
uplifting, as the wind blew
friend, whose smile has come to be
i love my hour of wind and light
out of the sparkling sea
if the red slayer think he slays
be in me as the eternal moods
very well, you liberals
sweet splendor
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam

 



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