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thanksgiving poetry

he'd even have his joke
listen
we lay
high-born race
now that i have cooled to you
splendid and terrible your love
in the dark and peace of my final bed
let us express our baser passions
so fallen
where shall i find you
i can not tell you now
a look is but a ray
the earth keeps some vibration going

 



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