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the child who threw away leaf after leaf
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
there is no flock, however watched and tended
my soul is a dark ploughed field
i love my hour of wind and light
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
with joy and wonder
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
the air is like a butterfly
the stars fell from heaven

 



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