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baby poem

i can not tell you now
up from the south at break of day
there was a time in former years
rocked in the cradle of the deep
they ask me where i've been
daughter, thou art come to die
winged shadows sweeping by
under dusky laurel leaf
i have heard them in the night
you say you love me

 



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