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sad love poem

when night drifts along the streets of the city
we lay
happiness
lo! 'tis a gala night
little gate was reached at last
in the sphere
very well, you liberals
calm as that second summer
she knows a cheap release
have you seen walking through the village
one sweetly solemn thought
noises that strive to tear
wheel me down by the meadow

 



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