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death poem

i stood by the open casement
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
awful truths these be
when freedom from her mountain height
skies they were ashen and sober
there is an hour of peaceful rest
the fragrance came
up from the meadows rich with corn
at midnight
i saw him once before

 



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