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broken heart poem

why are the things that have no death
city that is not a city
there were three in the meadow by the brook
looking beyond
tell me
see the tentative
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
she limps with halting painful pace
grieve not for the invisible
the old songs
beautiful
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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