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sad love poem

shades of night were falling fast
not from the whole wide world
in his guarded tent
the long resounding marble corridors
take my bracelets
for truth, for love
before the solemn bronze saint
music i heard with you was more than music
with the sunset
she was a beauty in the days
i had a dream and i awoke with it
glass-blower of time
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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