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suicide poem

you say you love me
musing, between the sunset and the dark
up from the meadows rich with corn
though i am little as all little things
stir
a bird sang
we who stood
what was it the engines said
as evening falls
and how could you dream of meeting
in the cloud-gray mornings
when you come tonight
one sweetly solemn thought

 



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