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christmas poem

woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
now that i have cooled to you
looking beyond
see i give myself to you
a flying word from here and there
the ships are lying in the bay
did you ever hear of
along a river-side
the swan existing
the darkness rolls upward
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
i have to say good-night

 



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