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short funny poem

winged shadows sweeping by
it tells of good old times
eighty years have passed, and more
let us plant
to come so soon to this imagined dark
high-born race
i love to steal awhile away
last midnight
i love my life, but not too well
still thirteen years
with lips blood red and heart of stone
beside a stricken field
the sky
i hold your heart

 



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