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death poetry

when i go back to earth
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
you are beautiful and faded
she said
i go my way complacently
up and down he goes
the arches of the red bridge
love has been sung a thousand ways
doubtless i remember still
i am a woman
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you

 



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