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sad poem

risen from the dead
a thousand silent years ago
the body may confine
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
the ancient songs
mysterious night
just as my fingers on these keys
world that changes under my hand
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
the light withdrawn
noises that strive to tear
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb

 



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