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graduation poem

i am fevered
had he and i but met
be in me as the eternal moods
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
and how could you dream of meeting
skies they were ashen and sober
often i think of the beautiful town
what spiteful chance steals unawares
rising moon has hid the stars
city that is not a city
like eagles on up high

 



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