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sad death poem

be in me as the eternal moods
when night drifts along the streets of the city
backward, turn backward
which keeps
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
there are three ways in which men take
we were not many
along the banks
with her hair flaying wildly
above them all, looking down
all my love for my sweet
simplicity

 



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