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teenage love poem

who will be naming the wind
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
desolate and lone
i walk down the garden paths
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
three years ago today
i saw god. do you doubt it?
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
she was a beauty in the days
i had a dream and i awoke with it
here falls no light
were it not for that singular smell
we were not many

 



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