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A POEM

Under the wide and starry sky

Dig the grave and let me lie.

Glad did I live and gladly die,

And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me;

"Here he lies where he longed to be,

Home is the sailor, home from sea,

And the hunter home from the hill."

A poem

Mirror mirror

On the wall

Was I meant to fall?

Roses white and dying light

Silver's sweet forgiving bite.

They'll ask why and no answers found

And I'll rot beneath the ground.