"But to Lay in a Field of Sweet William's Flower"
Adrift upon clouded mists
In some distant
Forever land
Slipping towards the edge of night
The beginning of
The valley's end
And the middle of a field of Dianth
Taken then for unsung love
Hand to mouth
With Sweet Williams Flower
And wild heather
Growing thick above the brave
O my heart
My heart beguiled
My sorrowed
Purpose undone
Forget October that spoiled hour
That wretched
Cursed time
Forget it now and be reborn
A naked crying boy
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