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somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
a pen of steel
leave the lovely words unsaid
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
moonlight deep and tender
just as my fingers on these keys
there was a time in former years
over the river they beckon to me
happiness
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead

 



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