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friend poem

the darkness
very well, you liberals
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
rocked in the cradle of the deep
from floor to ceiling
sweet and strong
glooms of the live-oaks
the air is like a butterfly
as a naked man i go
a bird sang
i do not pray for peace
melancholy, blue it was
since i have felt the sense of death

 



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