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christmas poem

last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
friend, whose smile has come to be
i despise my friends more than you
quietly, with reverance, in awe
the hypocritic days
i saw the clouds among the hills
i fill this cup
my mother taught me that every night
i reside at table mountain

 



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