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black poetry

up and down he goes
here lies a most beautiful lady
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
i know what you're going to say
were it not for that singular smell
do you hear the rain?
doubtless i remember still
i never knew the earth had so much gold
as a naked man i go
be not angry with me
my sorrow, when she's here with me
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
it tells of good old times

 



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