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daughter poem

you are my companion
little park that i pass through
you are beautiful and faded
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
world that changes under my hand
of sun nor stars
if it
in an old chamber softly lit
lady, your heart has turned to dust
on and on
up and down he goes
one sweetly solemn thought

 



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