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my soul is a dark ploughed field
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
she said
in an old chamber softly lit
death's nobility again
come down at dawn from windless hills
little park that i pass through
which i wish to remark
thoughts through my head
i gazed upon the glorious sky

 



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