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sympathy poem

if it
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
all within and all without me
i stand in the cold gray weather
in your arms was still delight
but alas, just dreams
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
there is an hour of peaceful rest
in mournful numbers
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies

 



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