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christmas poem

which keeps
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
the little white prayers
if the red slayer think he slays
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
do i like it
when i looked into your eyes
in mournful numbers
i am dying
like eagles on up high
braided and woven
if i should die, think only this of me
for these white arms about my neck

 



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