The Loveliest Wild
Except but mutually
Do we stumble often
Upon the fallen flowers
Made of venom and bane
That bare weeds
On fertilized ground
Withered and decayed
And diminished in fade
Upon fragmented earth
Of the loveliest wild
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SOUL THIEVES
It reeked of deathThe stench of quietusWith mangled breathIn a naked room
So Long
If you must leaveThen let it be like thisWith a thoroughfare of pastimesOf our fondest of memorie
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