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autumn poem

gone before us
the swan existing
awful truths these be
i gazed upon the glorious sky
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
made up of loveliness alone
lady, your heart has turned to dust
see i give myself to you
the saddest of the year
were it not for that singular smell

 



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