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gothic poetry

leave the lovely words unsaid
shades of night were falling fast
i do not pray for peace
to clothe the fiery thought
i think it just splendid
the old songs
brief on a flying night
gaily through the fields we danced
god
under the harvest moon
let us pity those who are better off than we are
long ago, in the young moonlight
a bird sang

 



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