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sympathy poem

behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
gone before us
who will be naming the wind
tell me
we lay
beneath the warrior's helm
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
i am dying
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true


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