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sad poem

risen from the dead
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
our pleasant moments fly
this is the arsenal
night is dark, and the winter winds
when i returned at sunset
all my love for my sweet
gone are the three, those sisters rare
in and of itself
last midnight

 



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