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graduation poem

i saw the clouds among the hills
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
hang no wreath
to the passionate lover
sun stepped down from his golden throne
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
when the wind works against us in the dark
i was a goddess ere the marble found me

 



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