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thanksgiving poetry

when night drifts along the streets of the city
passing through huddled and ugly walls
full of tears
i have cast the world
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
perhaps it is no matter that you died
the long resounding marble corridors
calm as that second summer
with the sunset
often i think of the beautiful town

 



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