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nature poem

never in all my life
what do i owe to you
let us express our baser passions
in all things not spoken of
through the broad earth's aching breast
i can not tell you now
why do
roses and gold
see the tentative
the sun is up
above them all, looking down
the dawn was apple-green
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise

 



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