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mother poem

my sorrow, when she's here with me
let us pity those who are better off than we are
what shall we do now
in your arms was still delight
often i think of the beautiful town
do you remember
awful truths these be
this is the ship of pearl
i stood by the open casement
musing, between the sunset and the dark
which i wish to remark
into the silent land
made up of loveliness alone
look out upon the stars, my love

 



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