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teenage love poem

since i have felt the sense of death
glooms of the live-oaks
noises that strive to tear
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
little gate was reached at last
just as my fingers on these keys
very well, you liberals
that year
here falls no light
i cannot always feel his greatness
beneath my window in a city street
i have to say good-night

 



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