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sad death poem

have we no shame?
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
city that is not a city
all those treasures that lie
very well, you liberals
are you awake?
and breaketh bread no more
in the sphere
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
i love my life, but not too well

 



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