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sad death poem

when freedom from her mountain height
i go my way complacently
over the river they beckon to me
up from the south at break of day
made up of loveliness alone
days endeared to every muse
for truth, for love
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
if the red slayer think he slays

 



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