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inspirational poem

gaily through the fields we danced
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
if i should die, think only this of me
have you heard
days endeared to every muse
their beautiful hair
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
as it
the light withdrawn
above them all, looking down
i am dying
i love my hour of wind and light

 



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