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sad poem

and how could you dream of meeting
it tells of good old times
now that i have cooled to you
the hypocritic days
i bid them all farewell
as a naked man i go
above them all, looking down
i said, i have shut my heart
long has the summer sunlight shone
there was a time in former years
old wine to drink
why do you always stand there shivering

 



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