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suicide poem

since i have felt the sense of death
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
simply speaking
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
the snow whispers about me
i have cast the world
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
had he and i but met
braided and woven

 



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