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christmas poetry

the body may confine
eighty years have passed, and more
by the shore, by the sea
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
i saw with open eyes
my true love from her pillow rose
the earth keeps some vibration going
why do you always stand there shivering
sad are they who know not love

 



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