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thanksgiving poetry

still thirteen years
the fragrance came
we break the glass whose sacred wine
why do you always stand there shivering
i love my life, but not too well
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
as a naked man i go
i shall see a star tonight
into the silent land
a thousand silent years ago
with her hair flaying wildly
you say you love me
if i should die, think only this of me
i shake my hair in the wind of morning

 



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