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father poem

dark-eyed
i see all human wits
i went up and down the streets
above them all, looking down
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
there is a city, builded by no hand
one with you
all quiet along the potomac
often is it not so?
those black eyes i once so praised
since, if you stood by my side today
world that changes under my hand

 



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