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i love you poem

perhaps it is no matter that you died
there was a strangeness on your lips
i went up and down the streets
braided and woven
to some the fat gods
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
storm
those black eyes i once so praised
i have to say good-night
i can not tell you now

 



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