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break up poem

within my hand i hold
i fill this cup
which keeps
i am singing to you
let me move slowly through the street
noises that strive to tear
if the red slayer think he slays
the air is like a butterfly
but i cannot read you now
just as my fingers on these keys
splendid and terrible your love

 



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