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BURIED LOVE

I SHALL bury my weary Love
Beneath a tree,
In the forest tall and black
Where none can see.


I shall put no flowers at his head,
Nor stone at his feet,
For the mouth I loved so much
Was bittersweet.


I shall go no more to his grave,
For the woods are cold.
I shall gather as much of joy
As my hands can hold.


I shall stay all day in the sun
Where the wide winds blow,
But oh, I shall weep at night
When none will know.

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