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The sad wakes leaving Yes………… only petals of A yellow tulip—pickled in a rose bed grieving The loss of morning The mortician's flower Strewn room sees Roses bloom And petal Gaily The river rides them And the water dyes them Black and Sadly its eyes Are grimly weeping Into the bank Waking The bees to buzzing

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