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death poem

i am a woman
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
over the river they beckon to me
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
i am dying
i know what you're going to say
over the river, on the hill
is there anybody there
the darkness

 



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