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sad poem

and so it goes
you say you love me
the darkness
i loved a woman
burly, dozing humble-bee
it was many and many a year ago
when freedom from her mountain height
i think it just splendid
the darkness rolls upward
under dusky laurel leaf
which keeps
high-born race
daughter, thou art come to die

 



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