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sad death poem

leave the lovely words unsaid
a thousand silent years ago
eighty years have passed, and more
when, full of warm and eager love
this is the arsenal
lo! 'tis a gala night
as it
the darkness
in your arms was still delight
dear wife
be not false
often is it not so?
wheel me down by the meadow

 



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