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good bye poem

gone before us
the snow whispers about me
they ask me where i've been
rocked in the cradle of the deep
i have heard them in the night
before the solemn bronze saint
in your flight
i love my life, but not too well
often is it not so?
there by the window in the old house
for truth, for love

 



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