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lost love poem

a bird sang
soft as the bed in the earth
by the rude bridge
since i have felt the sense of death
what do i owe to you
to some the fat gods
the ships are lying in the bay
a very remarkable history this is
and breaketh bread no more
when the wind works against us in the dark
burly, dozing humble-bee
under the harvest moon

 



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