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poem for dad

under dusky laurel leaf
take my bracelets
high-born race
some one complained to the master
hang no wreath
before the solemn bronze saint
so lost
i cannot always feel his greatness
desolate and lone
why do
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes

 



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