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sorry poem

what shall we do now
gone before us
when i returned at sunset
from floor to ceiling
i have had one fear in my life
she might have known it in the earlier spring
the darkness
all my love for my sweet
did you ever hear of
by the rude bridge
days endeared to every muse
star-dust and vaporous light
i know what you're going to say

 



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