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graduation poem

the saddest of the year
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
stir
the long resounding marble corridors
i do not pray for peace
high walls and huge
the agony of having too much power
did you ever hear of
therefore i may not
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
my sorrow, when she's here with me
stuff of the moon
out of the sparkling sea

 



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