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broken heart poem

my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
within my hand i hold
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
at dawn, he said
just as my fingers on these keys
the saddest of the year
city that is not a city
a storm is riding on the tide

 



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