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broken heart poem

in your arms was still delight
this ancient silver bowl of mine
little gate was reached at last
winged shadows sweeping by
awful truths these be
braided and woven
city that is not a city
thoughts through my head
now that i have cooled to you
you say you love me
the saddest of the year

 



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