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autumn poetry

there is no flock, however watched and tended
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
have we no shame?
beautiful
which i wish to remark
sun and wind and beat of sea
those black eyes i once so praised
daughter, thou art come to die

 



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