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daughter poem

there is a city, builded by no hand
some of the hurts you have cured
i've won the race
i have cast the world
it was the autumn of the year
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
this is the ship of pearl
why then, must we see?
the old west, the old time
when, full of warm and eager love
wheel me down by the meadow

 



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