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break up poem

blossoms of babies
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
did you ever hear of
the meadow was creeping
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
my true love from her pillow rose
little park that i pass through
my sorrow, when she's here with me
lo! 'tis a gala night
my soul is a dark ploughed field

 



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