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good bye poem

sleep, gray brother of death
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
she said
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
with her hair flaying wildly
i have cast the world
see i give myself to you
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces

 



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