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suicide poem

once this soft turf
god
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
as a naked man i go
among the mountains i wandered
the mountains they are silent folk
earth travails
night is dark, and the winter winds
when i returned at sunset
lived by the river-side
there are gains for all our losses
do you remember
awful truths these be

 



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