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suicide poem

i hold your heart
dark-eyed
sun and wind and beat of sea
the shadows of the ships
give me
i have heard that a certain princess
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
in all things not spoken of
out of me unworthy and unknown
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
all those treasures that lie
who is the runner in the skies

 



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