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broken heart poem

why then, must we see?
she was a beauty in the days
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
be not angry with me
high walls and huge
she burst fierce wine
as it
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
with joy and wonder
birds against the april wind
rocked in the cradle of the deep
wrap the earth in cloudy weather

 



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