A Western Ballad

Allen GinsbergAllen Ginsberg

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When I died, love, when I died
my heart was broken in your care;
I never suffered love so fair
as now I suffer and abide
when I died, love, when I died.When I died, love, when I died
I wearied in an endless maze
that men have walked for centuries,
as endless as the gate was wide
when I died, love, when I died.When I died, love, when I died
there was a war in the upper air:
all that happens, happens there;
there was an angel by my side
when I died, love, when I died.
Allen Ginsberg
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Allen Ginsberg

1926 - 1997/Male/AmericanIrwin Allen Ginsberg was a Beat Generation poet opposing militarism, economic materialism and sexual repression.

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