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friend poem

love me at last, or if you will not
the darkness rolls upward
once this soft turf
often i think of the beautiful town
and still they walked on
under the harvest moon
sing again the song you sung
day is done
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
melancholy days have come
do you hear the rain?

 



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