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love poem

when the hours of day are numbered
do not turn your head
but alas, just dreams
i am old and blind
do you hear the rain?
now while my lips are living
now that i have cooled to you
i went up and down the streets
could we but know
as a white candle
do not grieve that it is over

 



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