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death poem

somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
noises that strive to tear
i saw the clouds among the hills
when the hours of day are numbered
when, full of warm and eager love
will you glimmer on the sea?
within my hand i hold
roses and gold

 



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