with its grave autumnal mood
making a little clearing in the wood
if only we had the vigor
to fathom it or him or her
do you have any idea how long
I took to get over you or it or him
they say as they undress
in the dark and chilly cabin
of my over and over heart
enlightenment arrives
at peace with all that dies
in love with all that won't
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