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life poem

do not grieve that it is over
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
love me at last, or if you will not
in the dark and peace of my final bed
perhaps it is no matter that you died
when night drifts along the streets of the city
she must go back, she said
high-born race
i saw him once before
have you not heard
beautiful

 



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