A tree once golden now dies,
her bones now marrowless.
Her blood holds only goodbyes,
Behold! life in its narrowness.
The falling of her leaves I cannot bare,
for their veins are shriveled and dry,
uttering their lifeless prayers
as they fill the rotting sky.
Five hundred summers scorched her,
yet those memories she suppressed,
though by tears of flame tortured;
with whispering corpses she's found rest.
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(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
Edna St. Vincent Millay
(22 February 1892 – 19 October 1950)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
(1207 - 1273)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
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