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son poem

sun stepped down from his golden throne
so fallen
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
this is the arsenal
sing again the song you sung
he's gone
i have heard them in the night
wheel me down by the meadow
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
they ask me where i've been
death's nobility again
the long resounding marble corridors

 



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