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funeral poem

these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
come down at dawn from windless hills
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
sadly speaking
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
and still they walked on
and how could you dream of meeting
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
there is no escape by the river
all within and all without me
see the tentative
white foam flower, red flame flower
old wine to drink

 



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