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A plain paper.
The evening with
A tea of sorrows
Of green beans
And apathy at my
Door with a view
Of lake and swan
And the candle
And of it's light
And worth in its
Agony subdued.
A tea of sorrows
Of green beans
And apathy at my
Door with a view
Of lake and swan
And the candle
And of it's light
And worth in its
Agony subdued.
Published 5th Aug 2021
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