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broken heart poem

little gate was reached at last
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
along the banks
risen from the dead
i make my shroud, but no one knows
in the dark and peace of my final bed
there are three ways in which men take
darkest, strangest mystery
you are beautiful and faded

 



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