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short love poem

the darkness
sad are they who know not love
hang no wreath
when i was broke in london
the poets tell
within my hand i hold
to some the fat gods
sweet splendor
a look is but a ray
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
we break the glass whose sacred wine

 



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