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friendship poem

be in me as the eternal moods
tell me not
i cannot always feel his greatness
gingham dog and the calico cat
my son is dead and i am going blind
out of the sparkling sea
tripping up, falling down
city that is not a city
a very remarkable history this is
perhaps
one with you
within my hand i hold
they in the darkness gather and ask
this ancient silver bowl of mine

 



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