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mother poem

like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
there is an hour of peaceful rest
noises that strive to tear
up from the south at break of day
i have seen the proudest stars
for these white arms about my neck
he came and took me by the hand
though i am little as all little things
rocked in the cradle of the deep
have you seen walking through the village


 



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