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death poem

let me move slowly through the street
i said, i have shut my heart
here lies a most beautiful lady
what do i owe to you
the sun is up
do not turn your head
now while my lips are living
so lost
i know not where
sleep, gray brother of death
i see all human wits
as i lie roofed in, screened in

 



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