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sad love poem

come down at dawn from windless hills
is there anybody there
i saw god. do you doubt it?
my son is dead and i am going blind
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
white foam flower, red flame flower
when i returned at sunset
made up of loveliness alone
i am fevered
dark-eyed
i expect you
rising moon has hid the stars


 



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