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so lost
rising moon has hid the stars
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
in the dark and peace of my final bed
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
under a spreading chestnut tree
perhaps it is no matter that you died
i despise my friends more than you
see the tentative
he'd even have his joke

 



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