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teen love poem

i fill this cup
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
i stand in the cold gray weather
stir
and how could you dream of meeting
when night drifts along the streets of the city
be not angry with me
why are the things that have no death
day is done
backward, turn backward
we who stood
i love my life, but not too well
where shall i find you
from our hidden places

 



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