An Autumn Love Cycle/Finis

by Georgia Douglas Camp Johnson

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Finis

I looked death calmly in the faceAnd placed my hand within his handAnd said:"Come, come, let us awayFor I have lost the magic keyOpening the portals of desire—My wishes cumber in the dust,And life is stagnant     in       my         heart!