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grandma poem

i see all human wits
to the passionate lover
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
to some the fat gods
in the cloud-gray mornings
leave the lovely words unsaid
as evening falls
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you

 



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