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romantic poem

and with the humming bird
do not grieve that it is over
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
i am the wind that wavers
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
were it not for that singular smell
when night drifts along the streets of the city
and my name is truthful
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me

 



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