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romantic poetry

last midnight
i bid them all farewell
in mournful numbers
there are gains for all our losses
perhaps it is no matter that you died
one sweetly solemn thought
i am in love with high far-seeing places
she must go back, she said
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
lo! 'tis a gala night

 



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