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sad love poem

a flying word from here and there
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
two rows of cabbages
though i am little as all little things
in halls of sleep you wandered by
perhaps it is no matter that you died
i stand in the cold gray weather
once this soft turf
which i wish to remark
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon

 



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