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friendship poem

these be
those black eyes i once so praised
the little white prayers
out of the window a sea of green trees
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
weak-winged is song
the ships are lying in the bay
if i should die, think only this of me
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
gloom

 



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