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sympathy poem

full of tears
a little peach in the orchard grew
sadly speaking
i have heard them in the night
love me at last, or if you will not
there was a time in former years
so lost
for truth, for love
their beautiful hair
the long resounding marble corridors
be not angry with me
leave the lovely words unsaid
i fill this cup

 



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