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gothic poetry

the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
i stand in the cold gray weather
see, they return
when i was a boy at college
arched the flood
these be
tripping up, falling down
i made a vow once, one only
i shall see a star tonight

 



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