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sad poem

night is dark, and the winter winds
therefore i may not
in their ragged regimentals
moonlight deep and tender
to be able to see every side of every question
here falls no light
the snow whispers about me
let me move slowly through the street
from our hidden places
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
and my name is truthful
have you heard

 



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