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and still they walked on
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
along the banks
softly weeping
which keeps
birds against the april wind
my son is dead and i am going blind
their beautiful hair
gone before us
once this soft turf
she knows a cheap release
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
sadly speaking
i never knew the earth had so much gold

 



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