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christmas poem

often i think of the beautiful town
over the river they beckon to me
tell me less or tell me more
she heard the children playing in the sun
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
under dusky laurel leaf
a look is but a ray
i never knew the earth had so much gold
uplifting, as the wind blew
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars

 



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