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romantic poetry

blossoms of babies
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
now while my lips are living
when i go back to earth
by the rude bridge
little park that i pass through
i saw him once before
in your flight
they in the darkness gather and ask
out of the deep and the dark
you say you love me
beside a stricken field
i was a goddess ere the marble found me

 



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