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sad love poem

once this soft turf
though i am little as all little things
i have had one fear in my life
let us express our baser passions
friend, whose smile has come to be
in your flight
the little white prayers
pushing out, struggling vainly
and my name is truthful
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
up and down he goes
let me move slowly through the street
but i cannot read you now

 



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