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the pale day drowses on the western steep
among the mountains i wandered
if i should die, think only this of me
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
i am dying
why then, must we see?
our pleasant moments fly
risen from the dead
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
those black eyes i once so praised
uplifting, as the wind blew
one sweetly solemn thought
stir
one with you

 



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