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good bye poem

often is it not so?
it was a tall young oysterman
the darkness rolls upward
little park that i pass through
therefore i may not
renew the vision of delight
wheel me down by the meadow
one sweetly solemn thought
the sun is up
tripping up, falling down

 



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