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friendship poem

the ships are lying in the bay
i know what you're going to say
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
at midnight
i saw the first pear
daughter, thou art come to die
when i go back to earth
when freedom from her mountain height
have we no shame?
gone are the three, those sisters rare
look out upon the stars, my love
i saw with open eyes

 



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