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autumn poem

moonlight deep and tender
thou unrelenting past
when night drifts along the streets of the city
over the river they beckon to me
and breaketh bread no more
truely
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
a flying word from here and there
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
that year
god

 



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