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short love poem

sadly speaking
the arches of the red bridge
moonlight deep and tender
when night drifts along the streets of the city
the sky
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
where shall i find you
there is a country full of wine
from our hidden places
but alas, just dreams
the poets tell
i saw the clouds among the hills

 



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