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fall poem

high walls and huge
often i think of the beautiful town
not from the whole wide world
to the passionate lover
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
since i have felt the sense of death
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
my soul is a dark ploughed field
when the wind works against us in the dark
and still they walked on
for then without
let us express our baser passions
it was many and many a year ago
sing again the song you sung

 



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