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autumn poetry

passing through huddled and ugly walls
i make my shroud, but no one knows
brother, i am fire
just now
since i have felt the sense of death
sing again the song you sung
the ancient songs
i see all human wits
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
therefore i may not
melancholy days have come

 



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