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christmas poem

love me at last, or if you will not
for truth, for love
are you awake?
the saddest of the year
beside a stricken field
eighty years have passed, and more
night was black and drear
rocked in the cradle of the deep
when the hours of day are numbered
perhaps it is no matter that you died

 



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