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lost love poem

one sweetly solemn thought
desolate and lone
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
master of human destinies am i
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
there were three in the meadow by the brook
looking beyond
i do not pray for peace
royal feast was done
my mother twines me roses wet with dew

 



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