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autumn poem

there is a city, builded by no hand
let us express our baser passions
over the river they beckon to me
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
they may talk of love in a cottage
when the hours of day are numbered
a flying word from here and there
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things

 



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