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sad poem

i despise my friends more than you
the little white prayers
let us express our baser passions
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
they in the darkness gather and ask
death's nobility again
no prey am i of poor thoughts
god
just now

 



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