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sad poetry

you are beautiful and faded
on and on
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
my son is dead and i am going blind
i loved a woman
i know not where
thou unrelenting past
the light withdrawn
which keeps
see the tentative
and with the humming bird
into the silent land
she was a beauty in the days
the poets tell

 



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