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good bye poem

like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
have you not heard
here lies a most beautiful lady
i know not where
in new york harbor
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
i loathed you
you are my companion
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
i fill this cup

 



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