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death poem

but alas, just dreams
there is an hour of peaceful rest
two rows of cabbages
the air is like a butterfly
we were not many
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
it was a tall young oysterman
along a river-side
made up of loveliness alone
when i was a boy at college

 



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