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i love you poem

little park that i pass through
my true love from her pillow rose
the meadow was creeping
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
softly now the light of day
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
who will be naming the wind

 



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