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marriage poem

i make my shroud, but no one knows
the stars fell from heaven
gone are the three, those sisters rare
old wine to drink
i saw the clouds among the hills
let me be sad
she might have known it in the earlier spring
to clothe the fiery thought
desolate and lone
since, if you stood by my side today
my sorrow, when she's here with me
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst

 



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