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i walk down the garden paths
my soul is a dark ploughed field
pushing out, struggling vainly
so fallen
glass-blower of time
in the cloud-gray mornings
for truth, for love
a flying word from here and there
at midnight
all my love for my sweet
the saddest of the year
if i should die, think only this of me


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