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romantic poem

wrap the earth in cloudy weather
often i think of the beautiful town
it tells of good old times
along the banks
she said
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
high walls and huge
now that i have cooled to you
no prey am i of poor thoughts
the swan existing
this ancient silver bowl of mine

 



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