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sad poetry

last midnight
i despise my friends more than you
in all things not spoken of
with her hair flaying wildly
is there anybody there
green afternoon serene and bright
the body may confine
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
why so sad my lovely one?
let me be sad

 



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