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best friend poem

two rows of cabbages
out of me unworthy and unknown
i had a dream and i awoke with it
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
do not grieve that it is over
in the dark and peace of my final bed
melancholy, blue it was
all within and all without me
here falls no light
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
high-born race
give me
she must go back, she said
once this soft turf

 



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