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sad death poem

i despise my friends more than you
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
pushing out, struggling vainly
these be
skies they were ashen and sober
when i returned at sunset
sweet with fern and rose
see, they return
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
the long resounding marble corridors
a thousand silent years ago
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things

 



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