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suicide poem

sleep sweetly in your humble graves
it tells of good old times
brief on a flying night
the body may confine
this is the ship of pearl
i have had one fear in my life
the saddest of the year
when i looked into your eyes
all quiet along the potomac
here falls no light
i am a woman
and breaketh bread no more
quietly, with reverance, in awe
shadows lay along broadway

 



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