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broken heart poem

full of tears
my son is dead and i am going blind
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
though love repine, and reason chafe
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me

 



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