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christmas poem

gloom
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
where shall i find you
to some the fat gods
i hold your heart
before the solemn bronze saint
little gate was reached at last
under a spreading chestnut tree
i love the old melodious lays
a pen of steel
so fallen

 



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