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friendship poetry

the meadow was creeping
there's one that i once loved so much
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
it was many and many a year ago
my soul is a dark ploughed field
the old songs
i burn no incense
city that is not a city
i loved a woman
a pen of steel
under dusky laurel leaf
who is the runner in the skies
as it

 



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