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sad death poem

be not angry with me
and so it goes
if the red slayer think he slays
the agony of having too much power
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
stir
sad are they who know not love
he'd even have his joke
daughters of time
along the banks
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room

 



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