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death poem

there were three in the meadow by the brook
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
sun stepped down from his golden throne
above them all, looking down
they in the darkness gather and ask
to the passionate lover
to be able to see every side of every question
in september
i said, i have shut my heart

 



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